4yo: I had a dream you were getting dead
Me: you had a dream I was dying?
4yo: yes
Me: well that sounds like a scary dream
4yo: It was a nice dream. [eats a bite of coco puffs and sighs contentedly] A nice dream.
Mom: let’s go baby, it’s time to brush teeth.
4yo: I want you to be a horsey!
Mom, 15 feet of horsey ride later: phew. Here we are. Did you like the horsey ride?
4yo: why were you not galloping
Date yourself with a store that doesn't exist anymore:
there is exactly one ChiChi's left on the planet, and it is in Austria. I was in LOVE with the one by us in NYC when I was like 8.