Wendy: Tell me what you know about Thanksgiving.
Izzy: We eat turkey and pie! And I say thank you, mama, for taking such good care of me.
Izzy: your job is to take care of me, right?
Wendy: Yes, it is. Am I doing an okay job so far?
Izzy: yeah, it’s okay.
Wendy: or am I doing a pretty good job?
Izzy: you’re doing pretty okay.
Mommy? Do you want me to have a papaya head?
Mommy, please write a letter to Santa an tell him not to bring any presents to the elevator because he is soooo cranky.
(our elevator can be a bit touchy)
Wendy: did you eat your peas at lunch today?
Wendy: why not?
Izzy: because when Pei Pei opened them they went kablaam all over the place!