Lauryn, who has gotten in trouble numerous times for playing in the water in the bathroom sinks, had been running the water a little too long the other morning. When I went in to tell her that she had washed her hands long enough, she told me,
"Mama, I was not playing in the water. I was killing the bubbles from the soap!"
"Mama, Can I play a game?"
"What do you want to play?"
"I wanna play Hungry, Hungry Pickles!"
The other day Lauryn wandered in while I was watching a men's diving competition from the Olympics. Lauryn sits down on the floor, proclaiming,
"Cool! I would want to do that!"
After watching for a minute or two, she turned to me with a worried expression, "But, Mama, I wouldn't want to get my panties wet!" (I couldn't help laughing when I explained that those weren't their panties, but their swim suits.)
At the dinner table, the girls were discussing which bug they would want to be if they were to become a bug for a day.
Lauryn: "I don't know. Hmmmm. (Cocks her head and thinks for a minute.) I don't know, but I'd want to be a biting one!