Tom: "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
M: "A dancer, but I'm going to need a bigger leotard."
On the way to Mass: "Hey mom, what color do you think Jesus is going to be wearing this morning?".
Me: "You mean the priest?".
M: "Yeah, that's what I mean." She guessed red, then remembered to tell me during mass that my green guess was correct.
A recurring theme for the weekend was a repetitive song, as in the same words over and over. One verse while giggling with her sister in the car was: "You laugh at me, I laugh at you" (repeat) "Because the bible tells me so."
What 3 year old comes up with "My waist hurts" as an excuse to get out of bed.
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