I asked Lorelei if I could change her diaper after she woke up from nap. She looked deep in thought and then gently touched my cheek. "Yes, Mama. You may do that. That is acceptable. Clean diapers feel better to Lorelei's bod." Uh, thanks for your permission She cracks me up.
Then the other night I made a quiche, which she insisted was a pizza. Finally, she started crying and said, "Lorelei says that thing is a pizza!"
Ah, toddlers.