I was about to pick something up while sitting down:
“Do it with your feet. You can’t with your behind.”
No sheets on the bed:
“The bed is naked.”
“The other pillows are boring.”
Doing pushups with me:
“Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, eleventeen.”
My Godmother: What do you want to call me?
Cydney: The Lady that rang my doorbell.
“I want a stepmommy.”
“I want to find my Prince Charming. Does he wear a bow tie?”
“You need to buy _____ a princess gown. So you can make her your princess and I’m gonna be your Queen!”
Cydney: You have to take me to the soccer field so I can score goals and impress your girlfriend.
Me: Who’s my girlfriend?
Cydney: Neighbour. (Note: she always says “Me!”)
Me: That’s not my girlfriend.
Cydney: That’s unfortunate. *pats me on the back*
Me: Cydney, did you go on yourself?
Me: Do you feel bad about it?