In the last week or so(except one):
Me: Eliza-are you a stinker?
Eliza: NO!! I am a cutie pie!
Tom in the morning getting her out of her crib: "Hello Gorgeous"
Eliza: No, I'm Eliza
Me: Eliza-are you cute?
Eliza: No I'm poopy
My sister Katie: OH! You're talking now.
Eliza: No I am Eliza
Me: Eliza-are you cute? (Why do I ask my kids this so much?)
Eliza: No, I'm a stinker! (So we've come full circle)
Eliza in dress shoes...asleep. My girly girl (or just Eliza)
