EDITED TO ADD:
We were in the backyard this morning and we spotted a bee. It zipped over the fence and Savannah asked me;
“where did it go?”
“I don’t know” I told her
“Savannah will ask him where he went”
“OK”
“BZZZZZZZ! BZZZZZZZZZ! BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!”
Hey she’s bilingual! She speaks bee.
“This music is….not good” – as we started the car the radio turned on
“I am going to change my diaper all by myself then” – she was trying to convince me she had a poopy diaper, which she did not.
“The mote and the troll” – what she calls the remote control