(While looking at the "At the Airport" page of her Sticker Dolly Dressing book ...)
Amalia: Mommy, look. Those are NOT pants.
Me: Nope, they're not.
Amalia: Nope, they are cartilage.
Me: Cartilage? (looking at the picture of a suitcase) Oh, you mean it's "cargo" or "luggage"?
Amalia: Yeah, luggage.
(While attempting to play Clue with Baylor ... and yes, they were playing all the pieces)
Amalia: (in a very "adultish voice") Baylor, may I make a suggest?
(While going over my schedule for the day ...)
Me: And then at 12:30 I meet with Tamara ...
Amalia: Who is Tarrara?
Me: Tamara is my coach.
Baylor: Your coach for what?
Me: Well, I have this thing called ADD, which stands for Attention Deficit Disorder. It means I have trouble paying attention.
(The kids looked at me knowingly at this point.)
Amalia: So what does she do?
Me: Well, she's helping me learn to organize my time better so I can get more done and be a better mommy for the two of you. (smiling)
Amalia: (looking at me doubtfully) Be a better mommy?!? But there is no such thing!
(And my day was officially made.)
Oma: (excitedly) Baylor, would you like to wear a tie to Steve and Katie's wedding?
Baylor: (emphatically) No, I would not. If I wear a tie, people will swarm around me and ask for my autograph!
Amalia: Mommy, what are taste bugs?