So last night before bed, M was playing in her room with some Toy Story dolls, the tall Jessie and the small Woody ones. The following conversation was overheard.
Jessie: "I sorry, you grandma is died"
Woody: "Aw man, I like my grandma"
Both said as though the movie he wanted to see was sold out....
This morning, at the ungodly hour of 6:23a, M decided it was time to start the day I tried to convince her it was still nighttime and to go back to sleep. She asked for some dinosaurs to play with. I asked which ones she wanted and she decided on her T-Rex's. I found two in the dark, but couldn't find the third, the big one, so I grabbed one that was T-Rex-ish, hoping she wouldn't notice.
Not two minutes later she was yelling/crying for me again and when I went in she was holding up the offending non-T-Rex saying it was the wrong one and she "want the biiiiiig T-Rex!" Girl knows her prehistoric creatures....
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