Evie is 3 which means she says some hysterical stuff. Here's a sampling of things she's said recently:
Evie (looking out the window one morning): Daddy its soggy outside.
Me: 'Soggy'? Oh I think you mean 'foggy'.
Evie, Yeah, foggy
Evie: Daddy, plants really love oil.
Me: Oil? What?
Evie: Yeah, they love oil.
Me: Do you mean 'soil', like dirt?
Evie: Yeah soil.
the BK drive thru (as we moved away from the place where you order and drove up to pay)
Evie: Daddy, why was that computer talking?
Evie: The computer was talking.
Me: Oh sweetie that wasn't a computer, it was a person talking to us. We told him what we wanted and he talked to us.
(she honestly though I was talking to a computer. Shows how infrequently we go to the drive thru).
My life would be much less fun without my children