Evie: “How come you’re not wearing a pretty outfit?”
Me, looking down at my clothes: “I thought this was a pretty outfit. This is what I picked out for the party.”
Evie, whispering: “He’s teasing, right?”
Sara: “No. He really does think that’s a pretty outfit.”

Evie: “We’re playing poker!” – You leave Evie and Grandpa alone for a few hours… (I’d put my money on Evie)

Me: “Okay, tiger, here’s some antelope to eat.”
Evie: “Antelope? Blech! Yuck! I only eat cantaloupe!”

Evie: “Also, my stomach hurts because I’m allergic to my foot hurting.”