Heard at breakfast: I smelled my breath and it smells like pesto and when I smell that that is what I want.
Heard while walking from school: Mama, H telled me that she wants to be a strater or straker when she grows up. You know mama, someone who takes their clothes off. (mama cancelled that friendship)
Heard while getting ready for school: Mama, I feel like I have a stack of pepperoni in my stomach (holding hands vertical) and it feels like it leans like this (tilts hands). When I run it feels like they are breaking apart. (I chalked this up to things that make me go hmmmm)