Overheard around my house this week:

Lucy and Beth, debating about the gender of one of their toys
Lucy: I thought this one was a girl, because of the pinkness and purpleness.
Beth: You know what? I saw a man wearing pink. A real live man.
Lucy: Really?
Beth: Yes. A pink shirt.
Lucy: Wow.

Girls, playing in their room
Beth: "Ooh, it's a bear outside! He wants to eat a baby!"
Lucy: "Oh no! he is breaking down the door! Let's hide under the covers, quick!"
Beth: "Oh, it's just DAD." *wild giggles all around*

Lucy, playing with a collection of toy food
Lucy: Mom, I know why it's called a hot dog.
Me: Why?
Lucy: Because it's hot, and it's a dog.
Me: You know they're not really made out of dog meat.
Lucy, looking unconvinced: Ooookay. But it's still a hot DOG. *Takes a big pretend bite of plastic hot dog, apparently while imagining to herself that she's eating some kind of actual canine* Hot DOG. My favorite.

Evie, coming up and tugging on my pant leg
Evie: Mama, I be a cat when I grow up. OK?
Me: Ok, sweetie. Sounds great.