Me: Mom is lost.
Pippa: You're not lost. You're right here!
After coming out of a break (aka timeout)
Pippa: I don't want to be alone. I just want to be myself.
I'm in the other room and hear Roxy start wailing. I go check it out.
Me: What happened?
Pippa: I bite her. (chomps teeth together)
(This is not the only time this exact conversation has happened. I do love that Pippa is honest when I ask.)
Showing me her artwork:
Pippa: See? It's a picture of a drawing!
Pippa saw my new shoes (four inch wedges) on the floor:
Pippa: Are those for me? Move out of the way! I need those!
Talking about her birthday:
Me: And you can help me decide what kind of cake to make.
Pippa: I want a frosting cake!
Awesome!
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