On hearing about her upcoming make-up swim lesson: “But the make-up might wash off…”

On anatomy: “Everyone in the land has bones. Even you, Gabe.”

On being told not to poke people with her fork: “Can you poke spoons?”

On peas: “I want the freezing cold ones for dinner!”

On my observations about the difficulty of a given task: “Don’t worry. I’m a four year old. I know how to do that.”

On voices: “Girls have girl squeaks and boys have boy squeaks.”

On my comment about where the cool kids sleep: “Yeah, that’s where all the cold kids sleep.”

On the cause of all that coolness: “Because they don’t have any blankets.”

On guessing the number of minutes until her pasta is done, after trying 12, 10, 9, 1 and 3: “When you die?”

On why she’s sitting beneath the table with her milk: “I’ll just be under here drinking.”