Shiloh: Bzzzzzz bzzzzzzz bzzzzzzz. I am being a bee mommy.
Me: Oh really? Can you fly around like a bee, for pretends?
Shiloh: Um.... no I can't fly. I don't have.... uhh.... I don't have bee feathers
* * * *
I was doing some gardening and Sam came up and started digging in the dirt.
Me: Sam beat it!
Sam leaves and and few minutes later comes back and starts licking Shiloh
Shiloh: Sam, you beat! I am beating you Sam!
* * * *
I roll Shiloh's sippy across the floor to him.
Shiloh: (In a very somber voice and a look of disdain) Mommy, please don't throw it.
Me: Oh, Ok, sorry.
Shiloh: Cuz if you do, you'll be sad, you'll have to go time-out
