We were playing the game "Creationary" as a family (imagine "Pictionary", only it's played with Legos) and it was Annie's turn. We were having a very difficult time guessing what her creation was, so we asked if we could have a hint.
"I'm not giving you a hint. Anyway, I don't even know what a 'hint' is."
I was trying to get Annie to finish her breakfast- a Yogurt parfait- and she replies with, "But, Mom! It has sooo many calories."
Annie: Mom, does everyone have bum cheeks?
Annie: Does Dad have bum cheeks?
Annie: Are Dad's bum cheeks hairy?
Me: No! Why?
Annie: Well, he has hairy arms.
In this case, it was just something she did...
At church on Easter Sunday Dallas was talking to our neighbor Jake Perkins. Annie walked up behind him and swiftly smacked him in the bottom! If that wasn't bad enough, my friend Katie Cummings' sister was visiting our ward, and after making friends with her during Sacrament Meeting, Annie walked up behind her and pinched her bottom!
Needless to say, we had a big talk about this and how it is, in fact, a problem.
When Paige was first born the kids were holding her and cooing about how cute she was...
Will: She smells funny. She kind of smells like pee.
Dallas: No she doesn't! She just smells like the inside of Mom's belly. She doesn't stink.
Annie: Yeah! She smells like pee! She smells like a ferret!!!
Later that evening they came back for another visit post baby bath...
Annie: She just smells like a regular baby now.
"Mom, did you know aliens eat your eyeballs? They suck them out, put them in a blender and then drink them!"
Now that is something that I find terrifying.