Me: “You scream, I scream, we all scream for ice cream!”
::Ollie lets out a bloodcurdling shriek, all activity in the room comes to a screeching halt::
Ollie: “Ice cream!”

::Evie, looking at a family of gingerbread men::
Evie: “They must be the bacon family.”
Sara: “Why is that?”
Evie: “Because, they all look like bakers.”

I guess that was “bakin'” not “bacon”.

Me: “Roaaaar!”
Sara: “Ollie, do you want to be the lion now?”
::Me putting the lion towel on his head::
Me: “Okay, what do you say?”
Ollie: “Thank you, welcome!”

I guess he’s kind of trained on that “what do you say?” phrase.