emma's conversation with a friend:

emma: i love aunt marci. who's your favorite aunt? is it aunt marci?
friend: no. it's aunt taylor.
emma: hahahaha! taylor isn't an aunt name. it's an uncle name!

today in preschool we were discussing the idea that everyone is unique and has different interests. all the kids were given play dough and told to make something they liked with it (like a car or dinosaur). emma said, "i'm going to make aunt marci because i like my people."

me: emma, do you want to come help me with something?
emma: um, maybe you could ask dad.

at dinner a few nights ago, max watched me put some salt on my mashed potatoes. he then looked at his mashed potatoes, then back to the salt and said, "want some sprinkles too, please!" i pretended to put some on his potatoes. after taking a bite, he smiled and exclaimed, "mmm! yummy sprinkles!"

emma: "daddy, we're going to get married tonight. we're going to get married when i get big, bigger than mama. and mama will be the grandma!"

emma: "mom, sometimes daddy is naughtier than me."