Baby Girl: Will you get my toys out?
Me: Just a minute
Baby Girl: But I want the horses and pigs. Please Mom?
I cringe - the farm box has lots and lots of little animals... I offer an alternative.
Me: How about getting out the Weebles?
Baby Girl: Evils??
Me: No babe. The Weebles.
Baby Girl: Weevils???
Baby Girl: Can I have the horses and pigs now?
Later in the day...
Baby Girl: Daddy and I are going to go feed the ducks. You ... stay... right... there... (as she slowly backs out of the room)
Just a few minutes ago...
Me: We get to go to the beach tonight and play in the ocean! Won't that be fun?
Baby Girl: AWWW!! I want to feed the ducks! I don't want to go to the ocean!
Baby Girl: We are going to the ocean? Do they have ducks there?
Me: I don't think so babe
Baby Girl: But there are ducks in the desert and they want to share my muffin (speaking of the muffin she requested for lunch) I can't eat my muffin or there won't be any left for the ducks.
Me: Go eat your muffin.
Baby Girl: Alright, but there won't be any left for the ducks...
Whose child is this???