Observations From a Three-Year-Old

Some interesting, funny, and astute things you actually said this past weekend:

"I like to eat pizza. But I don't like to eat hair. Hair doesn't taste good."

(As we drove past a wind farm in Northern Iowa): "Look! There's a baby windmill... and a mama windmill... and a daddy windmill!"

Daddy: "Adessa, look, that sign there says we need to watch for deer while we drive."
Adessa: "Are we in the deer forest?"
Daddy: "Yes, I guess you could say we're in the deer forest."
Adessa: "Are we in the deer woods?"
Daddy: "Uh-huh. And we don't want to hit a deer. What happens if we hit one?"
Adessa: "Oh, it makes a big splat."
Daddy: "That's right."
(momentary pause)
Adessa: "Daddy, are we still in the deer woods?"

(Running your fingers through my hair): "Daddy, where does your hair come from inside your head?"