Conversations With a 3 Year Old

...while making Persimmon Cookies together.

When I go to puree the persimmons...
Little Guy: Mom can I press the button?
Me: Yes
Little Guy: Mom can I press the button?
Me: Yes
Little Guy: Mom can I press the button?
Me: If you ask me again the answer will be no

While bringing the stool over so he can press the button...
Little Guy, in grunt like noises: ee aa ooh, ee aa ooh

While watching me cut the butter into thick slices to melt it...
Little Guy: It looks like a book, Mom.
Me: Aw, you're so sweet. Yes it does look like a book.

As I go to soften it in the microwave...
Little Guy: Can we read it Mom?
Me: Yes we can read it.
So we read about Mommy and Little Guy making cookies together. Then he points out which ones are sad stories, and I ask which ones are happy ones and he points to the same.

At a lull in the cooking "OkAY! What we get do?"

After baking and eating cookies...
Me: Little Guy, stop eating the plate!
Little Guy: 'kay.

The cookies are almost gone, by the way.