Abigail was in the car, repeatedly asking for her butterfingers. At long last we determined she was trying to get us to give her some of her chickenfingers.
While doing my exercises, Abigail decided to do them with me. While doing our sit-ups, I cracked up when she told me, "Mommy, this is really hard. My head is too heavy."
Sidge wanted a pancake for breakfast.
Me: "Can you I just give it you to eat without a plate or syrup."
Sidge: "I really want a plate and syrup."
Sidge: "Is that okay?"
Me: "Yeah. I'm just feeling lazy. Syrup is a pain."
Sidge: "Oh. It hurts you?
Me: "No, I just don't feel like getting out syrup."
Sidge: "Kind of like how you feel about wiping our butts?"