Just a few minutes ago, I went in to check on the kids before I went to bed. As I was covering Max up, I heard Maggie's little voice, obviously wide awake, coming from her crib:
Maggie: I covered up my body.
Me: You covered up your body?
Maggie: Yes, I covered up my body.
Me: (I look into her crib to see her bundled under her favorite pink crocheted blanket) That's good. When you cover up with your blanket, you keep warmer at night. [pause and look closer]. Maggie, are you naked under that blanket?
[I pull back the blanket to see that she has unzipped and taken off her footie pjs except for the arms, and removed her diaper.]
Me: Maggie! Where is your diaper?
Maggie: It's on the floor. I need big girl panties.
Me: Sweetheart, you're not ready for big girl panties at night yet. You have to learn how to keep dry first. Why did you take off your clothes?
Maggie: I was swimming.
Me: Swimming? Why were you thinking about swimming? Did you see something about swimming?
Me: What did you see?
Maggie: Ariel. Ah ah ah, Ah ah ah [she starts singing like Ariel.]
Me: Maggie, you cannot swim like Ariel in your bed. Let's put your clothes back on.
**Note: Can you tell I have a little talker on my hands with Maggie? We carry on this type of conversation every day. Wait, make that every minute of every day.