We built this city...

I've been educating my children with the best of 80's music. The 4 y/o is traveling with my wife, but insists that she call me to ask a very important question:

4 y/o (absolutely seriously): Daddy, is this city really built from rock'n'roll?

Bad Parenting

9 y/o (at lunch): You're not a good parent, are you, Daddy?
Daddy: Why do you say that?
9 y/o: Because you wouldn't let us have chocolate spread sandwiches for lunch.

 You just can't argue with that logic.

Dimmer

4 y/o (in Winter, where it's started getting dark in the mornings): I wonder who switched down the sun?

Bee pee

4 y/o (at breakfast): We need the bees to pee on our breakfast!
Daddy: ???
4 y/o: So we'll have honey on it...

Millions of days

Today's breakfast conversation:
4 y/o (in full 4 y/o whining mode): Mammy! I told you I didn't want an adult spoon millions of times and millions of days!
5 y/o (he's also a bit of an expert at making up numbers): You only told her five times.
4 y/o: No - I told her millions of days.
9 y/o: We haven't even been alive millions of days yet.
4 y/o: Well, I told her at least ten times...

Space Unicorns

(Referring to a new Narwhale stuffed toy that the her older brother bought yesterday):
4 y/o: It's a unicorn! A space unicorn!
Mammy: Are all unicorns from space?
4 y/o (with absolute confidence): Yes! And also space Pegasii. And allicorns!

Story time

4 y/o (telling a story): "Snow White ate the apple and fell asleep. Then Rapunzel came and gave her a kiss and she woke up and they got married and they were both the Queens and then they lived happily ever after."