(While I was in the bathroom ...)
Baylor: (from the kitchen, upset) Mom! Ughhh!
Me: What is it, Baylor?
Baylor: (in reference to the waffle I left him to eat) Crusty thing! I don't like crusty things!
Me: Okay, buddy, hold on. I'll be right there.
Amalia: (sitting next to Baylor) It's okay, Baylor. It's just like tacos ... and tortellini.
Baylor: (quizzical pause)
Amalia: Yeah, it's just like tortellini. Tortellini is soft. Soft things are soft, and hard things are hard.
Baylor: (oddly comforted) Yeah.
Amalia: (while typing on her imaginary computer as I brushed Baylor's teeth) Yay! The basketball won on my pink 'puter! Go green! Go white! Yay, State!
(While talking about Sleeping Beauty ...)
Baylor: Is there a scary part in Sleeping Beauty? Near the end?
Me: Yes, there is. Maleficent turns into a dragon.
Amalia: What happens to the princess?
Me: Maleficent puts a spell on her and makes her sleep.
Amalia: Does someone tuck her in?
Me: (smiling) Yes, I suppose.
Amalia: I want to be in that movie. I like dragons.
Amalia: Yeah, and I will bring my sleepy-time pals with me. And you can tuck me in for night-night!
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream!
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
in the water!