The kids were having a kids only dinner tonight, while the grown-ups were relaxing in the living room. Here's a snippet of their conversation that left me in tears of laughter...
Alli (being all grown up): Ginny, you need to finish your food.
Ginny (being 4 and ornery): Why? You're not the boss of me.
Alli (being reasonable): Well, you don't have to, but it's good advice.
Ginny (being inquisitive): What's advice?
Alli (being helpful): It's a suggestion; something that is a good idea.
Ginny (being logical): Well, Alli, here's my advice. Go to timeout!
Aaron (piping up): Worst advice *ever*!!