Just in the last 72 hours…
Upon being told there are hotdogs in her soup in an attempt to get her to eat it she calmly asks “Can I have some hotdog that’s not in the soup?”
7:20am. I awake to the curtains being ripped back and wicked bright sunshine flooding the room. Jae exclaims, “I yawned and woke up the sun!”
Jae walks around the corner licking her hands and wiping her spit on whatever is close whether it be furniture or me. I ask her why she’s licking her hand. She looks puzzled and does it again. I tell her it’s gross. “Do you see that wet stuff on your hand when you lick it? That is spit.” She looks back at me and licks her hand again and says “It’s not spit.” *lick* “It’s licker.”
2 years ago
Me: Jae, are you ready to eat your soup for supper?
Me: It’s what princesses eat. You will love it!
Jae: Nooooo! Princesses eat princess foooooood.
Me: Yes. Soup is special princess food.
Jae: No! NO soup! Princesses don’t eat soup!
Me: What do they eat?
Jae (rolls her eyes and sighs): Brownies!