Me: Caitlin, would you like your hair up in a ponytail? (as she’s getting ready to go to the local animal shelter with the hubby)
Caitlin: No, the dogs will eat it mommy.
Note: She’s obsessed with puppies lately so the hubby thought she’d like to visit the shelter. This may or may not be a good idea when she realizes she can’t take one home. We are so not getting another dog.
But mommy I can’t eat a turkey dog. Turkey dogs are for breakfast. (This girl can rationalize anything.)
When I get bigger can I do that?
(Watching with fascination as the hubby cleans the bathtub drain.)