While packing suitcases on the bed tonight, I looked up and noticed that E had snot hanging out of her nose so I did the mom-thing of dealing with it. She took offense. She said, "Don't do that shoot shoot thing!"
I said, "But you had snot!"
She said, "but I'm tired of you being a shootie shing dang."
I said, "Well, don't be a silly dilly then!"
She said, "Well, then you shouldn't be a moody-pie!"
Hot damn. That is the best description of me ever : moody pie.