Bibs

Little Bean: " That's Papar's Bib, Mama!"
Referring to the apron her Papa likes to wear when he is cooking. Mama just made the mistake of wearing it too.

Dr. Who?

My Husband: "...now you sound like Dr. Phil"
Me: "Well, you sound like...Dr.... ah...Dr. Pepper"

Papa Esso

Little Bean: Papa ess-o.. Papa ess-o
My Husband (with a worried look, thinking she is calling him a name): What....I don't understand?
Little Bean: PAPA ESSO!
Me: Yes, "lets go" get into the car.
My Husband (looking relieved): Yep ess-o!

Smells of the day

Mama: You smell like Peanut Butter
Bean: Mama you smell like broccoli