“I’m crying my tears out. That wasn’t me crying my heart out, daddy.”
“My toys is getting on my nerves!”
Me: Cydney what are you eating?
Cydney: I was eating my spit.
“The police are driving Nunu (my grandmother who recently passed) to heaven so she can recharge”
A three year old’s thoughts on childbirth: “Because I was in my mommy’s tummy and I fell out with green icing all over me.”
Person: Cydney you look cute.
Cydney: I’m not cute for girls!
Lisa: Hello Cydney.
Cydney: *turns back* I don’t want any girls in my house!
Cydney had an accident….
Me: Cydney did you do something?
Cydney: No.
Me: I can tell you did.
Cydney: My body did something.
“I’m not ready to go to bed. I have work to do. I’m afraid of the dark and it’s hard to do my work with monsters even with my frozen powers!”
“_____ and me are your girls, daddy. But you need a girlfriend.”
Single Dadventures 