RANKINGS

Ellery: Pepperoni is number one in real life.

Mom: What's number two?

Ellery: (thoughtful pause) Love.

CAN'T ARGUE WITH DESTINY

Ellery: I'm putting all my Polly Pockets in a dungeon.

Mom: Oh no!

Ellery: It's just their fate.

JUST WARNING YOU

Ellery: Mom, if you see a fishing pole attached to an umbrella...RUN!

OH, THAT'S WHY

Ellery: Mom, I'm so wobbly because I went to sleep and I felt this wobbly feeling of mine.

WHAT WAS I SAYING?

Ellery woke up crying in the night. I took her to the bathroom and as I was tucking her back into bed, she said sleepily, "Uh, Mom? Can I ask you something?"

...long, drowsy pause...

"I really like pink."

CLOSE BUT NO CIGAR

Emily:  Ellery, I was at the library today and I saw some books about kindergarten.  I almost got them for you.

Ellery:  Oh!  That was almost so sweet of you!

SIZE MATTERS

Ellery is always looking for an excuse to get out of bed.  The other night, she came out and said plaintively, "Guys, my hand is itchy." 

"Well, scratch it!" I replied.

"I can't scratch it with these little fingers!" she retorted indignantly.

I gave it a good scratch with my big fingers, she gave a contented sigh, and headed back to bed.