Things I have said to my six year old today:
“Wait, what? What about a T-Rex’s vagina?”
“No. No buffalos in the restaurant. That’s a rule.”
“I don’t think you can do that and call it a ‘face five.’ Let’s be real: that’s a headbutt. Also: you should probably apologize to your father.”
“Can you please finish sitting on the toilet singing ’99 things of poop on the wall?’ There are people outside ready to use the bathroom.”
Billie: “I get nervous. And that means sometimes I start to feel light. Like, all of my emotions are just so big. They are bigger than me and heavier than me. & I feel really light. And every emotion and every memory ever comes into my brain and I float away with them. That’s what I mean when I say I’m getting nervous.”
Billie: “It’s too hot. If you make me go outside again I’m going to need bacon, water, and an umbrella.”
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