Dangerous poop

Lily finds kitty poop. "Oh, no, Daddy, you half KEEN [have to clean] it! It DANG'ROUS."

Wow... It's sad to think of all the things I haven't posted since September...

Ooooo...

Lily: I need pop!
Daddy: You don't need a pop.
Lily: PLEASE!
Daddy: No pop.
Lily: 2... 1... 2! You go TIME OUT!

Jealousy

Molly: Daddy, when Liam's mean to me, you don't have to punish him. He's just jealous of me, cuz he used to have everything to himself. And I'm fine with that!

Where ARE you?

"Wait, Lily, I need to find the plug for your computer." "PLUG? Where ARE you, plug? ... There plug!"

Cooking

I awoke to the worrisome smell of cooking. "Liam, did you cook something?" "Yeah, I made myself some biscuits and they were awesome!"

No ma'am!

I stood Lily on the table so I could get her dressed at eye level. She looked around, confused. "Stand table? No ma'am stand table!"