Keats is coming out with some good ones lately. Enjoy:
"Mommy, the red ball is not brown. It's red."
"It's a beautiful red!"
"Yes, Mommy. Bee-bull red. Yes. Right."
"No! Olive! Ottoman! Up on ottoman!" (Which, of course, fills me with shame. Poor Olive.)
"Mommy's hot coffee is hot! Too hot. No Keats--Mommy." (Pretty sure he was telling himself not to touch my recently empty coffee mug despite being seriously tempted.)
While walking around with his phone, "Daddy? Hello. Hello. Yes. Right. These are ducklings. That's a fish! No, Daddy. No, that's a bear. Not a bear. Not a bear! A panda. Panda. Yes. Right." (Words cannot express my joy that particular lesson has sunken in. Haha. It's the little things.)
"Frida, Olive, Daddy, Auntie Doody, Auntie Miriam, Uncle Ben. Uncle Ben! Uncle Ben! Oh, no! No Uncle Ben!" (None of these people except Frida and Olive dog were present. By the way, Auntie Doody? That's you, Suzie!)