Turtle Weenies

E: Mom, I like your sweater.
M: Thanks.
E: How come it goes all the way up to your chin?
M: That's what kind of a sweater it is. It's called a turtle neck.
E: I don't really like the necks. You know what I like? I like turtle weenies.
M: WHAT?
E: You know - turtle weenies and raviolis.
M: You mean tortellinis?
E: Yes. Turtle weenies.

Car chat

In our car, the conversation is so completely random.
This morning I heard about how sometimes it's fine to say "K" instead of "OK". Some people like to say "OK" and some "K".
I also heard about how various children have different coats, hats and mittens just like how different children have different hair color, eye color and skin color. It's so we don't all get confused.
Perhaps the most random:
"MOM! Oh. My. Gosh! I have the greatest idea! You want to know what it is? Are you ready? Are you ready?"
"Sure. What's your idea?"
"We can make a tree house... out of my old crib!!! It would be perfect! It already has the fence so you won't fall and everything!"

I can't argue. It's not a terrible idea. Definitely going to have to talk to Dad about that one.

We have colds

E: Mommy? mumble mumble mumble
M: What?
E: Huh?
M: I didn't hear you. I have a cold. You have to talk louder.
E: Huh?
M: I didn't hear your words.
E: I don't even know what you said.

OK then. I guess is was important.

Boxers? Or Briefs?

Elise to her teacher:
Wanna hear something really funny? My dad wears skorts instead of underwear. He even wears them to bed.

My bad...

M: Elise, eat your sandwich.
E: But, I'm full.
M: Why did you ask me for a sandwich if you're not even hungry?
E: You must not have been listening to my words. I said I wanted a sandwich to LOOK at.

Your boss called

E: Mommy who is your boss?
M: Cathy is my boss.
E: Well Cathy called while you were changing your work clothes.
M: Oh yeah? What did she say?
E: She said "Give Elise honey and apple juice for her dinner."

Fortune Cookie

Daddy was opening a fortune cookie. Elise yells "What does it say?" and snatched the forture from him.
She concentrated then said "Love your heart. Jummy jam heart."
Daddy "WHAT!?!"
Elise "I can't read. That's the best I can do."