2yr Old: Quesadillas don’t ride on the Dinosaur Train.
Me: Kids! It’s bedtime! I don’t want to hear another peep out of you!
Two Year Old: Peep.
I have “Troodon Night Train” stuck in my head… because of course I do. https://youtu.be/lm-glEw8nr8
Two seasons of “The Great British Baking Show” and I still don’t quite have a handle on what is a “pudding.”
My son’s favorite sentences now all seem to start with “Well, actually….” Not quite four years old, and already questioning authority.
2yr Old: I broke my banana in my mouth!
Wife: That’s called biting.
My son talking about the eggs I made for breakfast: “The yolk is soft! It’s not runny like when you have to blow your nose!”
I watch far too much Daniel Tiger.
Me: Woah! Scary! Who let the dinosaur in here?
20 mo-old: I did! I did!
From the world of exactly-no-one-is-surprised, Cappuccino Potato Chips are truly horrible. #badeats