This was all in one night (Apr 2, 2009). Papa Bear and I were watching TV and she was asleep on the lounge, not yet transferred to bed.
- I want to bake
- I really want to see!
- I'm scary, I'm scary, I'm berry berry scary
- I can't do this!
- Get me. Get it. It's berry scared.
- Doctor(?) said NO!
- Stop!
Apr 3, 2009 - Same deal
- Get this one off, NOW!
- I want some medicine. Get it away. I want some medicine.