Ryann: "I want someone to put these pickles in my mouth. Ahh..." opening her mouth really wide
Christopher: "Well aren't you a little princess?"
Ryann: "I don't want my hands to get all pickley!"
Ryann: "You tickled my bum, and I liked it!" can we say awkward?
Ryann: "It's foggy and rainy today."
Me: "Yep. We need the rain, it is good for the grass and the plans and the trees. But I sure hate having to walk in it."
Ryann: very straight forwardly "Mom. You have an UM-brel-YA."
Me: "Aw man. We need gas. That stinks. You know why?"
Me: "Because it's like two degrees outside and I don't wanna get out of the car."
Ryann: "But we have to get gas cause the car needs gas and if you don't get gas the car won't go and I can't do it cause I can't reach!"
Ryann: at 6:48am "Morning. You need to vacuum."
Me: "Do I?"
Ryann: "Yeah. There are kitty hairs on the floor."
Me: "Well good morning to you too."
And the crown jewel for this post...
Me: singing a song out of a book she has "When you grow older...... you will be loved and precious to me."
Me: "What? What is wrong?"
Ryann: "I'M NOT PRECIOUS!"
Me: "Yes you are. You are precious to me. I love you!"
Ryann: "NO. I wanna be a CEO!"
And then I had to try really hard to contain some of my laughter. I think Ryann thought 'precious' was something she would be when she grows up. And she claims she wants to be a CEO like her papa. So apparently that pissed her off. I had to try and explain the use of precious. Poor kid.