Driving off from daycare yesterday:
Me – I’m really not all that happy about you lending two of your new bakugan to your friends. Now you only have one left to play with until next week.
Ella – It’s alright, mum. My blue bakugan says that I should play with him more anyway.
On the bike this morning:
Ella – Bonjo means hello.
Me – Do you mean bongiorno?
Ella – No, bonjo.
Me – In what language?
Ella – In French. Max told me that.
Me – Ah, bonjour!
Ella – Max goes to French lesson.
Me – I didn’t know Max’s parents were French?
Ella – Mu-um! His dad has black hair! That’s why he’s French.
This morning after getting ready for daycare/work:
Me – Look at you, all in purple. Look in the mirror Ella, do you like it?
Ella – I do. And you know mum, I changed my mind when I just looked at you. I now like brown too.
Knowing how much she dislikes/d brown, that definitely is the nicest compliment on my outfit I ever got!