Four Days Ago:

Me: Can I have a kiss?

LLF: Nope. Boog.

Me: I can have a booger?

LLF: Yup. Big boog.

Me: I’m honoured.

Three Days Ago:

LLF: Hap Birf Mamaaaaa!

Me: It’s not my birthday.

LLF: Ope pesent!

Me: Wrapping part of a tractor in your blanket and singing doesn’t mean you get to stay up. Get back in bed.

Two Days Ago:

LLF: Mama! Help!

Me: What’s the matter?

LLF: In jail!

Me: You’re in jail?

LLF: No, Mama in jail.

Me: Why am I in jail?

LLF: Me escape train. Mama in jail.

Me: Can I at least have some Bubble a...