Some hilarity from the past couple of days:
"What to ya, Mama?", Ella's version of our standard reply of "what's it to ya?"
"Oh, Mama. So silly," Ella said as I was laughing at the above comment.
"Ella WILL!" said to her daddy when he told her to quit doing something she wasn't supposed to do.
"NO! Mama, turn 'round. Don't look. Ella busy picking nose," said when I turned around to see why she was so quiet in the car.
"Guy kick NUTS! Run away!" repeating part of a story she heard her daddy telling me, about a guy who fended off a mugger by kicking him in the groin.
"How are you a-day sir?" singing her favorite part of "Where is 'pumpkin'".
"Ella have fit! Hit Daddy. Get big pubble. Go out car." Rehashing our rather dramatic trip to Barnes and Noble.
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