Emma Says Stuff

Emma: "I call him Louis P."

Lena: "What did I say about potty talk?"

Emma: "I asked Santa for an Elsa Mermaid Barbie."

Me: "I'm not sure that they make an Elsa Mermaid Barbie. There are mermaid barbies, though (hint: we bought her one, thinking it'd be perfect)."

Emma: "Well, I asked Santa and he said, 'Sure!'"

Me: "But, I don't think the elves can make that (really hoping she'd give in)."

Me (telling Emma a joke): "It's a joke, get it?!"

Emma: "I don't want to be funny anymore."

Me: "Why?"

Lena: "We're going to flush the spider down the toilet so he can go to heaven."

Lena: "Emma, your picture is beautiful!"

Me: "Emma, please remove that toy from the middle of the floor."

Emma: "Ok, but...see where that diamond is?"

(She points to the tile in the middle of the kitchen, and then goes and stands there...)

Emma (as I walk in the door from work): "Papa, do you and mama want to see your game I made for you?!"

Me: "Sure."

Emma (showing us the game): "This is called the American Jenny Fun Game."

[She starts by climbing on the upside down laundry basket and working her way across an obstacle course which includes pillows, blankets, our bed, and more...]

Emma: "First, you start here. Then you go here, and here, and skip to here. Then you go like this. And, you finish here."

Me: "What are the rules?"

Emma: "Oh yeah, they change..."

(On the way home tonight...)

Me: "It's getting dark."

Emma: "We're nocturnal!"

Elena: "Well...ok....Do you know what it's called when you're awake during the day?"

Emma: "Diturnal."

Me: "Hmm...you're one smart cookie, Emma."

Me: "Emma, stop picking up the puzzle pieces with your toes."