Well, bye.

While talking on the phone with Kenley...

Me: "What else did you do today?"
Kenley: "Well, bye!"

Wipe my nose.

Kenley: *waving finger at me* "I need to wipe my nose real quick."
Me: "No, stay out of the wipes. Leave the wipes alone."
Kenley: "Serious? You need to go to bed."

Don't mess.

Me: "Pick up your crayons, please."
Kenley: "Don't mess with me!"

Microphone.

Kenley: "Daddy! Daddy! Did you see my microphone?"
Daddy: "No, what microphone?"
Kenley: "Did you see my microphone?"
Daddy: "No...?"
Kenley: "In the toilet!"
*Daddy rushes to the bathroom, expecting to find her toy microphone in the toilet...*
Kenley: *points in bowl at a turd that looks like a microphone* "Look! It's my turd microphone!"

Cat food.

Me, dripping with sarcasm while holding a box of cat food...

Me: "Mmmmm, for me??"
Kenley: "That not for you, that for the kee-kats!"

Not happy.

In response to me taking the decorations off of the Christmas tree...

"Why you doin' that? You wreckin' my tree! I'm not gonna be very happy!"

Tootsie Roll.

*Kenley finishes opening up gifts*
Me: "So what's your favorite thing, Kenley?"
Kenley: *mouth full* "A Tootsie Roll!"

Merry Christmas.

Me: "Tell everyone 'Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!'"
Kenley: "Merry Christmas everyone! Go to bed!"

Kenley thing.

*Kenley unwraps gift*
Grandma: "Wow, Kenley, what is it?"
Kenley: "It's a... Kenley thing!"

Crazy.

"Oooooooh! That dog'sa gonna make me crazy! He is!"

Lunch time.

Daddy: "Here you go, here's your lunch right there."
Kenley: "I gotta go pee and poop first."

Farted.

 While in the bath tub...

"I farted! I maked bubbles!"

Fwosty.

*Looks in the toilet after pooping*

"There's Fwosty the Snowman in there!"

Hot dog.

Daddy: "Kenley, what do you want for breakfast?"

No reply from Kenley, so Daddy continues with what he was doing. Enter Kenley to deposit a package of hot dogs and a bottle of ketchup and mustard on his lap.

Not a good idea.

Me: "What do you think, Kenley? I think we should put music on and clean."
Kenley: "No! No! That's not a good idea!!"

Jammin'.

In response to me putting music on...

"We're jammin' now!"

What's Goin' On.

 In response to her movie skipping...

"What's goin' on here?"

Broken Arms.

Kenley: "Will you read this to me, Mom?"
Me: "Why don't you read it to me?"
Kenley: "I can't. I got broken arms."

Poke.

Me: "Why's your sister crying?"
Kenley: "I poke her in the eye."

Diggin'

"What are ya diggin' in there for?"

Stealin' That.

Kenley: "You're stealing that from me."
Me: "Yup."
Kenley: "I'm gettin' mad."

Packers.

Me: "Come on, Kenley, it's bed time."
Kenley: "I'm comin'. I'm gonna watch the Packers for a minute."

Tickles.

Me: "What are you digging in your butt for?"
Kenley: "Because it tickles."