My two-year-old still wakes up in the middle of the night sometimes. I don’t mind this nearly as much as I did when she was a baby, because instead of crying, she talks! Sometimes her requests are straightforward; a drink, a paci, another blanket. But sometimes, they’re downright hilarious!

Some of the best:

• I just got a dream about going to the mall! Now I will dream about playing. 
• Do you like pink, Mom? Peeeeeeeenk!! You think pink is pretty! I don’t like pink. I like blue. 
• I WANT FRENCH FRIES! [insert epic tantrum here] 
• Is Bob the Builder asleep? Is Wendy asleep? Is Scoop and Muck asleep? 
• I want it to be wake up time now! 
• Sometimes birds turn into fairies. I think Tiki (the parakeet) will turn into a fairy. 
• Nushi is a bad kitty. She haves to don’t sleep on your bed! She haves to sleep in the living room. Shoo, shoo, go ‘way! 
• Is Santa Claus coming? (asked in mid-January)
• Can you bring my duck please please? Okay, now you have to put it in the bathroom so it can sleep there. 
• I hear a amb’lance!! Is (uncle) Robin driving the amb’lance? He is making a siren! 
• Dora can say, “Fwiper no fwiping! Fwiper no fwiping!” And then Fwiper haves to stop. He say, “Oh, man!” 
• I want my paints. I can paint while I’m sleeping.

Having a toddler, for all its trials and tribulations and tantrums, is pretty funny. Seeing her grow is a bittersweet thing; I love the fact that she gets bigger and stronger and learns more every day, but I’ll kind of miss these random statements in the middle of the night.