Laura: Sophia, come put your toys away.
(No response.)
Laura: Sophia, help me tidy up please or go straight to bed.
(Sophia starts crying.)
Laura: Sophia, come and put your puzzles away.
Sophia: I need to get a paper towel for my tears!
Laura: (to me) She's been saying that all day. She's a fragile soul.
Sophia: I need to get a paper towel for my tears!
(Nice try, kid.)
While talking with Grandma Bita on the iPad, Sophia stands up in her high chair and pats her belly:
Bita: Sophia, your belly is so big!
Laura: I think it's the apples she ate at Meijer.
Sophia: It's my baby sister! (pat, pat)
Laura: Sophia, did you know that Bita is Daddy's mama? Daddy came from Bita's belly.
Sophia: No, he's too big! Haha!
Laura: Come on, Sophia. We're going to a petting zoo.
Sophia: Where the deer and the antelope play.
(We then commence with the singing, of course...)
Sophia: I'm sad.
Laura: You're sad?
Sophia: I'm sad.
Laura: Why are you sad?
Sophia: Because of Jesus...
Laura: What about Jesus makes you sad?
Sophia: I want to hug Jesus.
Laura: One day, honey....
Laura: Mama's gonna give you some milk, but I don't want it spilled.
Sophia: (to me) It makes Mama crazy.
1) Hold finger to lips and say to everyone she passes, "Shhh! We're in the library!"
2) Stepping out of the library: "I can shout now? Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!"
Sophia: Uh-oh! Mama's wet.
Laura: Mama's wet?
Sophia: Mama's wet.
Laura: Did you drool on me?
Sophia: Sorry!
