Daddy...want me to tell you a story?

Tonight, Lili hopped up on the couch and sat down by Daddy.
She looked at him and asked, "Daddy, do you want me to tell you a story?"

Daddy replied, "Sure, tell me a story."

Lili said, "Once up one a time there was me..."

Daddy looked at Lili, waiting for the rest of the story.

Lili stated, "That's the end of it."

Those are dirty hot dogs!

Tonight we had Johnsonville Brats and Mac & Cheese for dinner.

While I was making the Mac & Cheese, Daddy was cooking the brats on the grill. Daddy brought in the brats from the grill and set them on the table, to which Lili promptly made note, "Those are dirty hot dogs!".

Daddy and I laughed.

Then Bella corrected Lili and said, "Those aren't hot dogs" and Daddy agreed with Bella and said, "You're right, those aren't hot dogs, they're brats."

Bella replied, "I know, I'm too smart!"

Seriously, where do they learn this stuff?