Ella: (While holding and looking down at her toy iPhone) It doesn't work anymore.
Me: Did it used to make a noise?
Me: What noise did it make?
Me: What does ballet sound like?
Ella: Ding-dong. Like that.
Ella: (In the car, listening to the radio) I want to hear Gallicky.
Ella: Yeah, I want to hear Gallicky. (singing) Up all night, Gallicky. Up all night, Gallicky.
Referring to Up All Night to Get Lucky. I'm glad she heard "Gallicky" instead of "Get Lucky". Not exactly the song you want your 3 year old rolling into daycare singing. Note to self: Edit radio content. Or maybe just stick to singing Twinkle, Twinkle and Itsy, Bitsy on the way to school.
Ethan: (Sitting on Vern's lap at a restaurant.) Daddy, you fawted.
Vern: (Slightly embarrassed) No, buddy. That was Daddy's phone. (To me) My phone just vibrated in my pocket.
Ethan: SOMEBODY fawted.
Ahh, boys. Bathroom talk--and at the table--starts early, apparently. Great.
Ella: (As she watches a neighbor drive past in a black Saturn Sky and points excitedly) Ooh. Ooh. It's na-na-na Batman!