Big Sissy-isms (updated)

I love observing my children's language development as well as their cognitive development. Little Buddy is now sitting up and rolling over. Little Sissy is adding words daily to her vocabulary. Big Sissy is exploring the depths of her thoughts and trying out new vocabulary from time to time. She knows the grammar rules; unfortunately, English doesn't follow rules so often. So she'll say things like, "I hear-ed a bird." I am constantly chuckling at her words and her thoughts. Here are some of them from the past week or so.

Is your mosquito bite getting better or is it worsing?

Mommy, do pufferfish go potty and poopy?

Mommy, do bugs go to heaven?

(Looking at a flock of birds) Mommy, are those birds racing?

(on a balance beam) Look! I'm balancizing!

Daddy (reading her Bible): Adam and Eve were in the Garden of...
Big Sissy: Egypt!

Aunt Yaya (after Big Sissy told her she wanted to be a miner when she grew up): Do you know what a miner does?
Big Sissy: No, but I want to be one.
Aunt Yaya: A miner has a very dirty job. He uses a flashlight and digs for coal and things.
Big Sissy: That's OK. I can take my Elmo flashlight and my piggy flashlight. They'll just need new batteries.

(After changing her mind several times) OK. I'm done using my mind now.

(After explaining that our friend just had sinus surgery and so we're going to take them a meal tomorrow) Big Sissy: Why are we taking them a meal?
Me: Because sometimes it's hard for Mommies to take care of their children and cook meals when they've just had surgery and they don't feel well.
Big Sissy: Oh, because the yucky stuff might come out of the hole in her nose and fall into the pan and then it would make the food yucky.
Me: Ummm...yeah.

(At a picnic when I told her she'd eaten enough snacks, she pulled a tiny little piece of pretzel out from under her fingernail) I'm just a little bit hungry, so I guess I'll just eat this.