izzy (singing praise and worship music at the top of her lungs): here i am to worship, here i am to bow down, here i am to say that you're my mom.
abby (to me while both standing in the bathroom): mommy, do you hear that?
me: what, baby?
abby: listen (then talking talking talking)
me: i'm not sure what i'm supposed to be hearing, honey.
abby: can't you hear my gecko bouncing off the walls?
me: come here, sweet little girl.
izzy: mommy, i'm not little. i'm tall feet long!!