pearls of wisdon

From my 4 year old niece this weekend:

You have something in your stomach.

Your legs are soft.

Throw it to my face.

Ohh, your bracelets are pretty.

I like yours shoes. They are nice.

Come on, knock me over.

I am your Sunday School teacher, Miss Maggie. We are going to read about dragons today.

Is the baby upside down?

Your not sitting in your right seat. You need to move.

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