Ow ouch. Ow ow ow. Ouch.
What’s wrong honey?
You hurt me.
What part of you did I hurt?
You hurt my feelings when you talked to me in a rude voice.
Please try to stop arguing with everything I say.
I’m not arguing.
When you disagree with everything, that’s arguing.
No it isn’t.
Yes, it is.
No it isn’t.
Sweetie, I know they are scary, but I really don’t believe ghosts actually exist.
Yeah well, I don’t know as many things as you do. I’m only four and you’re like, infinity.
You two are arguing so much today. It seems as if you would argue over anything. I bet you’d even argue over who likes chocolate more!
Well I like chocolate infinity.
I like chocolate even more than that!
You can’t like it more than infinity that’s impossible.
Yeah, I can.
No you can’t.
Yeah I can.
What would you like on you toast?
Only butter
Ok.
Only butter, because I hate everything in the whole wide world. Except for butter.
At some ungodly hour of the night.
Mommy?
*sighs* What?
I love you more than infinity.
I’m hungry.
Did you finish your apple?
Yes.
a few minutes later
I’m done making the sandwiches. Raphie can you put the ham back in the fridge?
Umm, ok. But I have to close my eyes because I have a sneaky suspicion.
A sneaky suspicion huh?
Yeah. I have a sneaky suspicion that I didn’t finish my apple.
*looks in fridge. Sees half eaten apple sitting on shelf.*
The problem is I’m not four or five or something. I’m only three and a half, which is still pretty little.”
Dia, are you eating the canoe?
No, I not eating da canoe. I just lickin’ it.
I love you mom.
I love you even though you are mean and never let me do anything I want.
I love you anyways.