Froggy shows me her stuffed animal shark and says:
Froggy: You can tell it's a shark by it's extra fin.
And then she looks at me like she's not sure I'll understand, but goes ahead anyway.
Froggy: It's called a dorsal fin.
We haven't been to Iowa in a while, evident by this next question:
Froggy: Does pork come from a porcupine?
And the other day on our walk to the car, this was our conversation:
Froggy: I wish I was a dingo so I could eat animals.
Froggymama: You eat animals.
Froggy: I eat ants.
Froggymama: No you don't.
Froggy: Yes, I do. Everyone does.
Froggymama: Your friend Beeman doesn't.
Froggy: Of course not! He's a vegetarian.
And some great Confucius Froggyisms:
Froggy: We're not the type of people who litter.
Froggy: I'll wear my bathing suit to the sun.
Froggy: I wonder what's really on the dark side of the moon?
On a hike the other day, Froggy takes two sticks and swings them in the air and said...
Froggy: I'm conducting nature.
When I told Froggy we would see her friend Mr. O the next day, she said:
Froggy: We can't see Mr. O. tomorrow because I will be busy making evil plans.
I'll leave you with that.