Dinner conversation

I just had to share this small example of what was, strangely, a typical exchange at Robyn's last night. It began with a discussion about Mormonism...

Baseem: Isn't Salt Lake City where gay people started, too?
Libby: (in an exasperated tone) Where gay people started? That makes absolutely no sense.
Riaz: Yeah, haven't you heard the story of Adam and Adam? They both bit the apple.
Baseem: And the banana

From the lips of Lua lately...

- "I'll help!" (heard at least every twenty seconds around our house)
- "Mama naked!" (announced very loudly when I jumped out of the shower to answer the phone)
- "I don't like it" (she says this so cute that you just can't be annoyed)
- "Watch Cinderella, Mommy?" (heard almost as much as "I'll help")
- "Yeah, okay. Sure. Okay. Yeah, yeah sure."
- "Ummmmmmmmmmmm...no."
- "Daddy driving crazy, Mommy?" (heard frequently from the back seat when we're in the car)
- "I'm washing my crackers!" (she really was)
- "My dress is pretty too" (her response when someone complimented her hair)
- "You look cute, Mommy. I like your necklace." (my own little self-esteem raiser)
- "Daddy wearing panties!" (she wouldn't listen to Riaz insisting, "No Lua, they're underwear")
- "I putting on Charlie's blankie. I putting on his head" (my cue to pay attention)