Mama: (after being amazed that she could twirl her pasta onto a fork) "Wow, are you Italian?"
Violet: "No, I'm Wiolet!"
Violet: "No, I'm Wiolet!"
Mama: (after making me change her pajamas from purple polka dots to giraffe jammies, claiming wet sleeves) "You're a little rascal"
Violet: "No, I'm Wiolet!"
Mama: (after helping put on socks with the heal in the right spot) "You just have to be patient"
Violet: "No, I'm Wiolet!"
Slays me every time.
It's a good think you're so cute, because screaming every night at bed time and then getting up at 1am,4am, and then 6:15am for good ("All done!") is getting old. Santa please, please, all I want is one good night sleep.