from the mouth of a child

i've been spending a fair amount of time recently with a precocious 3 year-old named Emma. She is quite a force. Only most people dont know it because unless she's with me or her mom and dad, she's super super shy and quiet and wont play with others. But when i'm with her she drags me EVERYWHERE. and jumps on me til i fall over.
and she says the darndest things...

• but i like tummyaches. i want a tummyache. please can i have a tummyache?
• stop! i have a wedgie
• these pants give me a lot of wedgies!
• (said to her mom and myself as we were laughing in the car) you two, settle down!
• mommy you look frustrated
• when you die you go to heaven and get a new body with no more owies