Jake: (as I was getting him dressed in a plaid button-down shirt for school) "This is my superhero shirt."
Mommy: "Oh, really? Does it make you run really, really fast?"
Mommy: "Does it make you jump really, really high?"
Jake: "Yes. My superhero shirt is HUNGRY!!"
Mommy: "It is? What does it eat?"
Jake: "Um, donuts and toast and cheeseburger buns."
Apparently, superhero shirts need lots of carbs to sustain them.
Mommy: "We're having poppyseed chicken for dinner tonight."
Jake: (pausing to think) "No, poppyseed RICE!"
Mommy: "Hmm, I'm not sure how to make that."I overheard this conversation of theirs while they were playing with their kitchen upstairs & I was down in the real kitchen.
Mal: "I want a cracker. I want a cracker. I want a cracker." (repeated more times than I care to type)
Jake: "Just a minute!"
Mal: "I want a CRACKER!"
Jake: "Just a minute, Mal Mal!"
Apparently, I'm not the only one with whom she loses her patience!