I like apples

Tonight was a fussy, fussy night, to top off a fussy, fussy morning. We finally got her calmed down by watching the Madonna Super Bowl halftime show, then she got worked up again before bed. So when she crawled up in my lap to sing some songs and then started talking to me, I was more than happy to let her stay up a little while longer. Our conversation went a little bit like this:

B: "What else?"

(she is at the stage where she wants everything repeated back to her for confirmation, so my side of the conversation is basically an echo, therefore, I will omit it)

Sheep.

Sheep fly? No. Sheep walk. Sheep walkin to the store.
(what do they buy at the store?)

Itsy Bitsy Spider!! Sheep tired. Sheep sleep at home.

Dinosaurs. Dinosaurs tired. Dinosaurs sleep.
(where do they sleep?)

Dinosaurs sleep on the floor! Dinosaurs bite my shoes. I don't like dinosaurs. Dinosaurs pretend. Lalla likes dinosaurs. I don't like dinosaurs.
(what do you like?)

I like apples!!

...that girl, she CRACKS me UP!!