Maggie runs into the kitchen. Clears throat. “Mama, I want to have a [sings] TEA PARTAY!!”

Sometimes it’s all in the delivery. I wish I had a camera on her all morning today. She’s on a roll.

Maggie: Mama, do you love when I help you cook or hate it?
Me: I LOVE you!
Maggie: So…you hate it?

#elfontheshelf #willitblend #blendtec

Tommy: Sometimes you poop your fruit of the spirit out and that’s not good. Right?

Maggie, “praying”: JESUS, GIVE US ANOTHER GIRL BABY!
[then in the voice of Jesus] Don’t even worry about it!

Then she composed and performed a song to that effect.

Me: woah. Don’t fall on me.
Maggie: I wasn’t. I was coming to sit by you in a fancy way.

Annoyed Maggie (with blanket over her head): I’m Little Mad Riding Hood!