Here is the latest batch of quotes from around here, this time from my 4-year-old son D- and my freshly 2-year-old daughter M-:
M- (irritatedly, after kissing my cheek): You supposeda shave!
D- (not holding a cup...): I'm very thirsty, that's why I'm drinking the 'drink in my mouth'.
M- (pointing to my bare chest at the breakfast table, reviewing a recent lesson from J-): THAT'S not breasts...*
D- (after fearsomely growling and punching the shower wall): Hey! Wow, that hurts!!
M- (in a cute, timid voice, while J- is lecturing her): Ummmm... I can do... whatever I want.
D- (anytime he's truly frustrated at an inanimate object): That's just IDIOTS!
* Yes, I'm aware that this is the second remark I've recently recorded of M- pointing at my bare chest, but what can I say? Shirts and socks are for people who leave the house.
Also, I want to note that it's good to know I'm still at least in good enough shape not to offer her any confusion on the breast issue.