Things Sugar Says

Last evening after her bath:

Sugar:  "They're not dangerous any more."  (Talking about the scales.)
Gamma:  "No, they're not.  Do you want to stand on them??
Sugar: Nodding head.
Gamma: "How much do you weigh today?  Forty pounds!  Wow, you're growing so fast, Sugar!"
Sugar:  "You put your feet on it, Gamma."
Gamma:  Groan...  Stands on the scale.
Sugar:  "You weigh 25 pounds!"
Gamma:  "Alright!!!"

In the restroom at the Renaissance Festival last Sunday:

"Don't touch anything, Gamma.  It's gose."  (Translation = gross.)  Then she proceeded to play with the leaves on the concrete floor.

(These are mostly for my enjoyment and recorded before I can forget them.  You're free to read along, however.)