Quotes from a 2 1/2 year old:

*Decides she wants to play upstairs so she's gathering up the toys she wants and is balancing toy cash register* This too heavy. You take it. Too heavy. *I take the cash register* Good girl, good girl.

*I attempt to open the toy cash register but it's malfunctioning and won't work. Two-year-old loses patience* You're not opening it! You're not opening it! You're just pushing buttons!

Later:

Me: Do you love Bobo? (the cat)

2-year-old: *face wrinkles* No, I don't like Bobo. I like Jurg. Jurg the sweet cat. (Jurg=George)

Me: Does Bobo make you mad?

2-year-old: Yeah, she makes me mad.

Me: Does she make you sad?

2-year-old: No, just mad. *glares at the cat*

*She's playing with this heavy wooden dress-up toy where you stick magnetic clothing on it. She holds it up so I can see her finished outfit*

2-year-old: Look!

*Accidentally drops toy into bowl of cereal. Cereal and milk splatter absolutely everywhere*

2-year-old: Oopsie daisy.

*Now it's lunch time. Typically we eat together, but this time I brought pizza and waited till she was napping or else she would cry for my pizza the whole time*

2-year-old: *realizes I don't have food* Wait, you don't have snack? *is very concerned*

Me: No, I don't have one right now.

2-year-old: *shovels spoonful of peas and holds it out to me* You can have mine!