Toddler Tuesday: That's What She Said

Norah is at a stage that I've looked forward to for 2 years now: She talks!  And, on a daily basis, it amuses me to some extent.  Here are some of my favorites as of late:

"How doing, Mama?"  or "How doing, Daddy?"  Polite and considerate!
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"Mine!"  Okay, Smiegal, settle down.
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"MY Caleb!"  Oh, how cute!  That kind of posession is okay.
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"I like this...Mama like this?"  Yes, I like this very much!

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In conversation with Jerry: 

Jerry: "What's your brother's name?"

Norah: "Caleb."

Jerry:  "What's your dog's name?"

Norah: "Scooter."

Jerry:  "And what do you call me?"

Pause.  Then, Norah:  "Silly!"

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One day when Jerry ushered Norah out of the bathroom so he could have some privacy (HA!):

Norah stood at the bathroom door and cried: "Daddy, Norah crying!"  (Note:  Must be read like so: "Now-ah cw-ying!")

Jerry from inside the bathroom: "Why are you crying?"

Norah: "Norah wanna see poopy!"

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Finally, I continuously find her relationship with her stuffed bear, Bo-Bo, to be amusing.  The best analogy I can give is that Bo-Bo is to Norah what Hobbes is to Calvin. 

So, the other night when it was raining, Norah: "Look Bo-Bo!  Raining!  No scared.  It's okay."