Actual Real Life Conversations with Banana at Chez Veasey this weekend.
BANANA: Mommy, why do we want God to blow everything up?
ME: What do you mean?
BANANA: How come we sing Kaboom - by-ya My Lord?
(After asking The Spawn to set up The Nativity this weekend. Because we used to be in retail.)
ME: Did you finish setting up the manger?
BANANA: No, because Jesse put the baby Jesus down his pants. And now Christmas is ruined forever.
(While I am beside her reading in bed)
BANANA: Mommy, both our breath smells like we ate our favorite things! Mine smells like I had a bowl of popcorn and yours smells like you had a bowl of wine!
(At brunch yesterday.)
BANANA: Mommy you know why I don't like mustard? Because it's called grey poop-on.