Naomi just annouced, immediately after eating snack: "My tummy is rumbling with hunger, mom! It is because you never gave me the cinnamon chips that you promised me!"
That will certainly satisfy you.
Here is a song Bernadette was singing to her baby while she was sitting with her:
"And sometimes we sit together! And then the trees fall on us!"
She clearly has a song writing future.
While peeling a hard boiled egg for Naomi she said: "Mom, I really don't want to sit on any of these eggs because then we would have to deal with disgusting, stinky chicks hatching out of them"
I don't teach her these things.
After getting out of a shower and realizing I had no towel, I yelled out to Naomi to grab one for me from the closet. She did:
Me: did you get it?
Naomi: oh yes! I did, I am bringing it! It is huge! Roughly the size of me!
(it was slightly bigger than a hand towel.)
In the car while thinking really hard:
Naomi: Mommy, I think I just want to have my blankie until I am 6 or 7 years old.
Me: Oh, ok.
Naomi: (realizing what she just said) Or no, I think I want my blankie at least until I am 556 years old... or some other really long number.
Me: ok then.
Naomi to Mike while playing with Lucy one morning: "Daddy! Why don't we name the next baby that we have 'Cleave'?"
Mike consented, of course (we are not expecting)
Me: Naomi, could you please take off you dirty play shoes before you get on the couch"
Naomi: No, I don't think so. I just want to be FABULOUS!
And she is.