Evie, looking at Nathan’s shirt: “Uncle Nathan, do you like bacon?”
Uncle Nathan: “Yes, yes I do.”
Me: “You must like bacon too, you ate a lot of it this morning.”
Evie: “Well, I don’t have a bacon shirt.”
Uncle Nathan: “Yet. You don’t have a bacon shirt yet.”

We were watching some kids playing soccer and Evie turned to a kid who was about 14 years old and said, “What’s that little boy doing?”

Sara: “Sometimes when babies are born, people wonder who they look like. Like if they look like their mom, or dad, or sister. Who do you think Oliver looks like?”
Evie, with a big smile on her face: “Nala.”
::later::
Evie: “Oliver looks like Elmo.”
Me, cautiously: “He does? In what way?”
Evie: “Well, my Elmo can’t sit up or stand and neither can Oliver.”