As she is burying herself in the laundry to "hide":
"Ok, hang tight."
"Momma, you're a goof."
"Oh, that's so nice."
I had Lily feel the baby kick. For the record, she wants a brother.
Lily: why was the baby moving?
Me: just wiggling! Your little brother or sister is getting ready to come out and wiggle and play with you!
Lily: oh! He'll need a skirt to spin with me and Emma! But I don't have one for him yet. I will hold him, all my by self.
Background: Jesse is growing a goatee on a trial basis.
Jesse and Lily were reading a story and Lily reached up and started pinching his facial hair.
Lily: what's this?
Jesse: it's a beard, do you like it?
Lily: no! Take it off!
Lily: why is it dark out?
Me: because it's night and the sun is setting.
Lily: oh, the sun is going to bed?
Lily: oh, is he getting jams on?
Me: Lily, do you want socks so your toes won't be cold?
Lily: no, they can be cold all day long!
Me: come on, time to get dressed.
Lily: no! I want to wear jams all day long!