Walking home from school we pass a restaurant.
B: What that?
M: That's a restaurant.
B: No. What IS it?
M: It's a restaurant. Like the restaurants we go to.
B (getting really irritated with me now): No! What it called?
M (oh!): It's called Cafe 360.
B: I don't like cafes.
M (this is news to me): You don't like cafes?
M (to my knowledge she's never been to a cafe): How do you know? Have you ever been to one?
M: Then how do you know you don't like them? I like cafes.
B: But I don't like cafes. I like chicken nuggets!
Ha-beh-nation in captivity
Upon picking Brenna up at school she is very excited to show me the picture of a polar bear that she made. Under the assumption that her class learned something about the North Pole, or snow, or animals that like winter and cold I asked,
M: Where do polar bears live?
B: In a cage! Silly mommy!
(Silly Mommy indeed. Here I was thinking that they might learn about animals in their natural habitat.)
M: In a cage?
B: Yes! A cage.
No, wait. Maybe she said "cave" not "cage". I decide to explore this option.
M: What does the cage look like?
B: Like a big tunnel. I'm talking about ha beh nation!
Of course she is.
Important information Brenna has shared with me in the potty
B: Toothpicks are not for your tushie! (True that)
B: Don't turn on the lights
M: You want to go potty in the dark?
B: Yes, because I don't want to hear anything.
And finally, 14 reasons Brenna can't go to bed - from the mundane to the fanstastic:
I'm not tired.
My room is scaring me.
I'm still hungry
I need a flashligh
My nose/lip/leg/arm/hand hurts/other body part
My tummy is hot in my jammies.
My pull up is hot
My nightgown is too long.
I'm done sleeping (while standing in the living room at 9:45 pm dressed in her panties and holding a shirt)
I want to watch Mickey/Dora/[insert kid show here] on the tablet (at 3 am)
I have sand in my eye. (How did you get sand in your eye - stupid question, I know) Sara put it there. (No she didn't. You haven't seen Sara in 5 hrs since you left school.) Ok, Emma did it. (sigh.)