“I think the dinosaurs were eating ice cream and then it ran out, and that’s how they died.”
“It’s sticking to my neck because I’m so sweaty. I’m like a stick of glue.”
Running in circles around the restaurant: 🎵 “I’m almost a grown-up lion!” 🎶
“I wonder if God was being silly putting salt in the water.”
“If I have a pet mosquito, it will probably want to bite my bum. Then I’ll have to tell it, ‘No biting bums!’ … That’s the funny thing about having mosquitoes for pets.”
S (to V): “You’re very sweaty”
M: “I know, she’s melting.”
V: “Kinda like ice cream!”
(After counting to twelve)
“Do flowers come after twelve?”
“The name of my dance is ‘T-Rex eats eggs.’”
I called V to come put toppings on her pizza.
She responded, “OK, I can come because my dinosaurs are eating right now.”
