Compliment

Me: Hi, Soph!
Sophie: Daddy, where were you?
Me: I was getting a haircut.
Sophie: Ooh. It looks pretty!
Me: Thanks!

Adjustment

Me: Ok Sophie, are you ready for bed? Let's sing a song.
Sophie: Daddy, could you adjust something?
Me: Adjust what?
Sophie: Adjust a song.
Me: Adjust a song? How do you adjust a song?
Sophie: You know, adjust some songs and I pick one.
Me: Oh! You mean suggest something! Yes I can suggest some songs and you pick one.
Sophie: Ok, good.

Just because

Me: Sophie, what are you...
Sophie: Nothing!
Me: Did you just put something down your pants?
Sophie: No!
Me: What is it? Come here.
Sophie: Hmmph.
Me: Why did you put a handful of Q-tips down your pants?
Sophie: Because I wanted to take them to my room.
Me: Don't put Q-tips in your pants any more, OK?
Sophie: (sigh) OK.

Starving

Haley (finishing her prayer before bed): ...and please help me not get dehydrated. Amen.
Me: Amen.
Haley: Oh, wait, I forgot to say something!
Me: OK, go ahead and say it.
Haley: And please help me not starve tonight.

Always and forever

Sophie: I love you, Daddy.
Me: I love you, too, Sophie.
Sophie: Daddy, I love you ALWAYS!

Smell my finger

Sophie (holding up her finger): Daddy, smell this!
Me: No. Eeww, what is that?
Sophie: Smell it!
Me: Is that a booger?
Sophie: No, it's not a booger. It doesn't even smell like my nose.
Me: I don't care, I'm not smelling it.
Sophie: Aww...

Brain

Sophie: Hey Ella, how's your brain?
Melissa: How's her what?
Sophie: How's her brain? Do babies have brains?
Melissa: Of course they do.
Sophie: Oh, good.

Time

Sophie: Hey Mommy! Today is today, and tonight is tonight, and morning time is morning!

7:30 am

(Haley is talking to herself as she often does in the morning)
Sophie: Who are you talking to?
Haley: Nobody, get out of here.
Sophie: Who are you talking to?
Haley: Nobody! Get out of my room!
Sophie: You're talking to my imaginary friend and I don't want you to!
Haley: Imaginary friends aren't real.
Sophie: DON'T TALK TO MY IMAGINARY FRIEND!

Sophie-5:30 pm

Sophie (eating BBQ ribs): Why is it on this little wood stick?
Me: That's a bone.
Sophie: Oh. (chomp chomp chomp)