I Have Warehouses Full of These

 Trying to get Missy ready for bed:

Little One: "I JUST SEND FOR TIGER LILLY! I SEND FOR PETER PAN!!!!"
 
C: "Little One, can you please do your beautiful singing more quietly?"

LO: "Sorry Mommy! I'm jus' a person, I wasn't borned wif a volume button!"
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C: "Little One! Time to clean up your books, please!"

Little One (with a sweeping bow): "Ooooohhh, yes.....your MAGIC-STEE!"  
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Playing a game where She told me to ask Her some big riddles:

Little One: "Mommy! These riddles is easy stuff! Ask me some tricky ones!"
 
C: "Tricky ones?! Ok, here's a really tricky one.  What is the meaning of life?"

LO: "Hmm, ok.  Life is like a Big Thing, what cuts down trees. Next one!"

C: "Ok... why do we have to grow up?"

LO: "Because we eat food, silly!"

C: "Ok, how about this one- why do Mommies and Daddies decide to have a bunch of silly children?"

LO: "Oh, Mommy.  Because them LOVES children."
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Little One: "Mommy, is you the boss 'round here?"
C: "Yes. Yes I am."
Little One: "Oh, ok. Ok, you can be the boss in charge mommy."
C: "I know. Thank you."
Little One: "Uh huh....but...well. You is only a tempa-ary boss, like a 'tend kinda boss. The REAL boss is gonna be ME."
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Halfway through a fairy tale:

Little One: "Um....Mommy? Mommy can we skip this part, and some parts.  Maybe we can jus' read another story right now."

C: "Ok, we can do that.  Why would you like to stop the story?"

LO: "Uh, Mommy it has this witch in it and some things...it's getting a bit too scary I think.  Les jus' skip the scary stuff today, and maybe we can read it later.  Maybe we can read this scary story when I'm growed bigger.  I think maybe we can try again when I'm fifteen." 
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Little One: "Miss!!!! Miss!! Oh, Missy-miss, what-ever matter?!"

C: "Little One, walk away please. Missy is having a big time-out."

Little One: "Oh! Yay!(dancing and clapping in Miss's general direction)  Yaaaaaaay! Missy is learning the rules!!!
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C: "Little One, you need to clean up your puzzle before you can play jenga."

LO: "Uh..ok....ok Mommy. How bout THIS plan-"

C: "Nope! Stop right there. One game at a time is the rule."

LO(hands on hips): "Mommy! I can't ba-weave this! Please, you are ba-rrupting me, Mommy. Ba-rrupting is not pawite!"

C: "Hmm.... Ok.  You're right, interrupting is not polite.  I apologize for interrupting you. Go ahead."

LO: "OK! Here is a new plan, Mommy, this is the plan.  How 'bout AFTER I can play some jenga, these puzzle is going to stay RIGHT THERE and I'm NOT gonna forget it, mommy, I'm NOT and it will wait patiently right on the floor and then after I can play some Jenga then I will have a snack and then if Missy wants to play jenga too SHE can clean up that and THEN I can clean up the puzzle then, at that time. That's the plan."

C: "You have good plans sometimes, good planning.  But the rule is, one game at a time.  The rule is, we are responsible for our mess. So before you play jenga, you need to clean up the puzzle."LO (dropping Her hands and Her smile, starting to pick up puzzle pieces): "Mommy.  You know I love you sometimes.  But you is having trouble a'having today."
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