Burger King beats Garden of Eden anytime.

We are waiting in the car (Paige, Beckett, and I) while Daddy runs an errand into a local store.  So I have been asking Paige some questions to keep her busy and I say: "Paige, what is your favorite restraunt?"

"Adam and Eve's restaurant." She replies. 

I sit there.  Thinking.  I don't know what she is talking about - so I decide, what the firetruck, I'll ask some more about this restaurant.

"What kind of food do they have at Adam and Eve's?" I ask.

"Super gross and disgusting food.  I hate going there."

I am even more confused.  I don't know what she is talking about.  We haven't talked about Adam and Eve for maybe a month now - but as a restaurant?  And now hates it? 

"So, if this restaurant isn't your favorite, what is?" I ask.
"Oh yeah, the hamburger store when we go to Oma's house and we get the toy." was her response.

To this day, I still have no idea what she was talking about.

I don't think Handel ever expected this...

From Paige's room I hear THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP and then she starts scream/singing this: "ALL-LE-YOU-YAH!  ALL-LE-YOU-YAH!" over and over and over and over and over and over....

I go into investigate and find her jumping on her bed singing her version of the Hallelujah chorus.  I smiled.

Of course it does, Dear

I walk into Paige's room.  She is biting Beckett's finger but he isn't upset or yelling.
Paige: "Look Mama!  I'm biting his finger so softly!"
Mama: "Yes, like biting a cob of corn.  Just do it gently."
Paige: "Yeah, when I bite him hard it really hurts him."

Perhaps.

Mama: "And now I've got to go and get the little tv and put it downstairs."
Paige: "Perhaps you might need help with that."

Uh huh.  Perhaps I might.

Symantics.

Mama: "And in just a minute I'm going to go and take that stuff (pointing to a pile of stuff) and put it downstairs." Paige: "I believe you mean you are going to pick up those things and gently (with arm gestures) take them downstairs and gently (again, more arm gestures) put them down."

Yeah.  That's what I meant.

Rhyming.

She is really into rhyming these days. Tonight I was coming her hair and she tooted.  "Okay Miss Tootie Patootie, go and get your jammers on" I said to her.  "Mom, you mean Miss Tootie Balootie!!!" was her happy response.

Response

I had just driven back to Redding from Bend.  It had taken 6 hours.  With 2 kids under 4, it is to be expected.  Mike and I are lying on the living room floor.  Paige is playing with her treasures.  Beckett is playing.  Then Paige comes over to us and snuggles in for some lovin'.  Beckett sees an opportunity and heads for the treasures.  A moment later Paige realizes what is happening and jumps up and runs over to try and take her toys back.  She gets to where he is and looks at him and yells: "ANNA PAIGE BLA..."    Then she stops - looks at us, and all three of us bust up laughing.

Pee

Mama: "Beckett....are you peeing?"
Beckett continues so sit cross-legged.
Then he smiles.
Then he giggles.

I'm going to take that as a yes.