(while talking about Cub Scouts) Mama: No, this year, you're a Tiger Cub. Next year you get to be a Wolf. And then a bear.
Six-year-old son: And then a Weeble?

Mama: You're my sweet girl, aren't you?
2-year-old daughter: I'm a toddler. What do YOU think?

(two-year-old daughter stumbles through the living room) Mama: You okay, little lady?
two-year-old daughter: I'm walking like a zombie. BRRRAAAAAIIIIIIINS!!!!!!!!

2-year-old daughter: if you flush me down the toilet, I am never going to the bathroom again!

5-year-old son: Mama, what does S-M-A-R-T-A-S-S spell?

2-year-old daughter: That truck needs a dog.

2-year-old son: What's that thing?
Daddy: That's the moon.
2-year-old son (bursts into tears): But there's no cow jumping over it!

2 year old daughter: (in reference to her Elmo balloon) He's shrinking! Quick, he needs water!

2-year-old daughter: I'M NOT TIRED. My eyes are just grumpy.

6-year-old boy, while chewing on his foot: I'm fine. I just like tasting stuff.

2-year-old daughter: MAMA! I just gave my bear a bath and now he's all sweaty again!

Dental Hygenist: Do you have a favorite color, sweetie?
2-year-old daughter: Yes.
Dental Hygenist: What's your favorite color?
2-year-old daughter: Elmo.