The importance of context...

In all things, context is important. C (9 y/o) was playing and I overheard the following - and readied myself for one of those all important Daddy-Daughter conversations as we approach those teen years:

 C (9 y/o): I have a girl body and two hairs!

Turns out, she was playing with LEGO and stating that she had found the girl body, and two different plastic hairstyles for it.

Being full...

Dinner times are always filled with sparkling conversation at our house:

S (6 y/o, sitting at the table with a small amount of dinner left): Daddy, I'm full! I know I'm full because I feel full, and also I threw up in my mouth a little bit.

The Cranberries meet the Phantom of the Opera...

I like to encourage appreciation of all kinds of music, which sometimes leads to some interesting spontaneous mash-ups in the oddest of ways. 

9 y/o (singing happily while performing some task): ♫♫ Zombie! Zombie! Zombie - ie - ie - oh - oh! ♫♫

11 y/o (completely unprompted, and with an overly dramatic voice, a-la the Phantom, from The Phantom of the Opera): Sing, my angel of music!

9 y/o (perfectly on beat, switches to the music of the night, from Phantom): ♫♫ Aaahh - aa-aa-  ah-ah-ah-aaah - aaaah! ♫♫