At our Thanksgiving meal last night, Mya was munching away on her food when she looked at me and asked "What is your brain thinking?". A little disconcerted with the seriousness of her question, I answered with a lame "Hmmmm .... yummy".
Then, a little later while she was still chattering away, she declared that her mashed potatoes were "freaking out". Not sure what that means. :)
Perhaps the best one - when her panties got all bunched up the other day she described them as "freaky". Love it.
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