Channeling?

"Frosting is my favorite candy" and other curio

I want to collect every turn of phrase, intonation and quirky and clever word choice that comes out of Claire's mouth these days. From "I can't eat these because there is NO slimy on them" (referring to missing and essential gristle on her breakfast bacon) to "Here's a miracle for you mommy" (while offering me a leaf that fell off a tree), each little quip engages me to this little critter even more. And the repartee is just to die for. Try this conversation, held yesterday, on for size.

Me: "CC, you need to eat something."
CC: "Mom, I already ate."
Me: "Really? What did you eat?"
CC: "Pasta."
Me: "That's interesting. When?"
CC: "Last Thursday."

Believe me, she is not a prodigy just a unwitting three year old who knows the words for a few days of the week, but not exactly the order.

Then there is this conversation from last week held while I was driving the car and while Claire was making these annoying and ear splitting shrieks from the back seat.

Me: "CC, please quit shrieking."
CC: "Mama, I'm not shrieking."
Me: "Oh really, then what would you call that sound you are making?"
CC: Dramatic pause, "A squeak mama, just like a little mouse. Peep. Peep."

Then there are the "patakillers" (caterpillars) and "scabidies" (cavities) and I can't get enough of the "sun-Beans!" (sunbeams). It all just pulls me in even more. I couldn't be more hooked.

***I couldn't resist attaching this pic to this post. My long-suffering Kennedy and her crackerjack big sis, Claire.