"C, NO! You may not brush Sayer's teeth! Sayer doesn't HAVE teeth!"
"No, baby girl, toilet water is NOT for drinking."
"C, you want to eat?"
"FEED!" (And with that, she climbs on my lap, onto the recently vacated Boppy and puts her face to my stomach for a few seconds before sitting up with a satisfied expression), "I FEED!"
"Mama, yelly bean! Floor! EAT IT!"
"No, no C! Don't eat a jelly bean from the floor!"
"Eat!" (And then she opens her mouth, her tongue tinted a tell-tale green. Too late, it seems).
"Mama, look! Your baby!"
(And then Bean pokes me in the stomach. Um, NO.)
"Hey Mommy! You're awake! Why... why is your face angry? Be happy! You're awake!"
(I manage a half smile... hey, it was pre-caffeine).
"There! That's better. Rise and shine and give God the Lory Glory!"