Have a chuckle. I did.

After putting Jeriah to bed:

Jeriah: Mommy!
Me: What?
Jeriah: I want to give you a kiss.
Me: You already did.
Jeriah: No, you kissed my nose! Duh! (Ok, ok. The "duh" wasn't there, but it was certainly implied.)



About an hour before lunch time:

Jeriah: I popped the balloon and now my finger hurts.
Me: Why did you do that?
Jeriah, whimpering: Because I'm hungry!



Brushing his teeth the other morning:

Me: Do you want any help today?
Jeriah: No thank you Mommy. Mommy, can you go please?
Me: Why do you want me to leave?
Jeriah: Because then I can put bigger toothpaste on my toothbrush. When you are here I have to put on littler toothpaste.