This morning Monster greets Sunshine with, "Good morning, [Sunshine]. Don't be grouchy today."
Listening to California Gurls yesterday, they get to the one part of the song, and Sunshine stops singing and dancing and says, "That Snoop!". Yes, my daughter knows Snoop Dogg.
Before going to volunteer in Monster's class, he politely asks me, "Mommy, please don't break out into song at school."
Today, was nail polishing day. Went upstairs. Called down to Sunshine who was eating breakfast, "I'm getting the nail polish remover, purple polish, and cotton balls! I'll be right down!" Her happy reply, "Cotton balls! What we making?" I think I may be doing a few too many crafts.
Sunday. Monster wakes up before everyone. He goes to the bathroom. Heads back to his room. About 5 minutes later he comes back out and comes into our room, where we are trying to continue to sleep.
Monster: Daddy, there's something growling in my room.
Daddy: Nothing is growling in your room.
Monster: I think it's a monster.
Mommy: The only things that growl are your belly or [Puppy].
Monster: Please check.
Daddy reluctantly gets up and heads back into Monster's room. He tucks him in.
Monster: Daddy, please look around.
Daddy: This is ridiculous. There is nothing growling...
Daddy looks around the at the foot of the bed.
Daddy: [Puppy], get out of [Monster's] room.
Sunshine hit her head on something. Monster came down the basement to tell me. From upstairs I hear, "It OK! I live!"
Tonight, while cleaning up, Sunshine was being a great helper. I told her she was being super sweet and asked her if when she was a teenager she'd still be sweet. She replied, "No. When I teenager I will be bad." Great.