Crazy Cakes

This afternoon, Reagan wanted a snack....

Me: How about a clementine?

Reagan: No. I'll take a peach-tine.

A few days ago, she was getting dressed.

Reagan: Mommy, I want to wear my tacky pants.

Me: Your tacky pants???

Reagan: Yes, my tacky pants.

She went to the dresser and pulled out her khaki pants.

Today, we were driving in the car and she was talking about milk.

Reagan: Mommy, you should drink some milk for your tummy.

Me: I should? Why?

Reagan: Because we have 2 kids and a toddler. Now we need a baby.

Me: Ummm, no.

(She gets confused about breastfeeding.)