Hey, I hear a cricket. Crickets aren't diurnal, they're nocturnal. (Repeated for any nocturnal animal she knows)
I'm Miss Butterfly (introducing herself).
I like you and I love you.
I want to give it the ol' college try.
I love you and I'm proud of you....stinker-iny. (saying good night to Daddy)
(Talking about her pool noodle like it's a dinosaur) I call him Neckosaurus.
Put some proscuitto on me (pretending she's a fish we caught).
Sophia: What's in your mouth, Daddy?
Greg: Lips, some teeth, and a tongue.
Sophia: You forgot your uvula!
I love you very much (I wov you BEWY much).
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