Conversations with a two year old

Loo:   I have a rash on my leg.
Me:    From what?
Loo:   A fish. A fish bit me.
Me:    Really?
Loo:   Yeah, it was a big fish.

I want it snoftier.
(We hear this daily and have learned that it means he wants milk added to his oatmeal until it's runny.)

I'm gonna clean myself cause I'm dirty from the dirt.
(Pretending to shower, using the dining room curtains as a shower curtain.)

Look the sky is pink. I think the sun is trying to put sunscreen on the clouds. So they don't get burned.

Look the moon is following us. It's gonna follow us to Oma Scotia. (Nova Scotia)