I'm loving having my little three-year-old around at the moment, I never know just quite what he'll say next.
Here are some of the best from recent days:
"Mum, I wee'd in my bed. It was awesome."
"Mum, I jumped like Spiderman off the couch. It was awesome."
"Mum, you look handsome!" (arriving home after a trip to the hairdresser)
"You're eyelids are all sparkly!" he said to a mum at school. "Do you like it?" she asked. "No," he said.
"Mum, I like chocolate. I can have some chocolate?"
"Mum, I like you."
"Mum, I fell off the couch and hit my head. It was awesome!"
When asked what he'd done that day he replied: "I got a hair cut with Dad. Then Dad bought me a Kinder Joy and I got a toy turtle." All well and good, but this actually happened about 6 weeks before.
"Mum, let's get out of here." At almost every occasion. Or every time I need him to do something: "I'm getting out of here."
I put on a Hulk mask at the toy shop the other day and he told me: "Mum, that's Hulk SMASH, not Barbie."
"I hate pasta for dinner. It's stupid. I really love pasta."
"Mum, is it my birthday today? Pleeeeeeeeease, is it my birthday today?"
"Mum, can we have a Ferrari? Or a taxi?"
" I haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate sand." A bad thing when you live in the desert.
"Mum, I hate swimming. Can we go for a swim? Swimming is awesome."
"Mum, I want to go on holiday," he said in the car. Me: "Do you want to go to Australia?"
Him: "Don't want to go to 'Straya. I live in Dubai. I wanna go to snow."