Josie: I wish Jack would hurry and get bigger.
Me: Well, he’s getting bigger every day.
Josie: well, why does he have to get bigger so SLOWLY?
Josie: I like the little white baby goat at the zoo, he’s my favorite.
Me:Me too sweetie, I thought he was the cutest.
Josie: Mom, why do goats make beads when they poop?
Me: (trying hard not to laugh) I don’t know sweetie!
Josie: Mom, all goats poop.