Dorothy: Mama, I yawned. Will you rub my head and sing a song so I can rest?**
Sarah: I'm tired, too. I'll just hum.**
Dorothy: No, I don't need you to hum.
Dorothy: I want some of your paint.**
Sarah: You have your own paint.**
Dorothy: I want some of your paint.**
Sarah: Please find something else to use. I just read to you for an hour. Now I need some time to myself.**
Dorothy: I want some of your time.
Dad: Good night!**
Dorothy: Good night. Don't let...the...bugs...eat you!
Sarah refilled the liquid hand soap dispenser. Dorothy pressed the top, soap came out, and she said, "Hey, this has new batteries!"
Offering Dorothy a large ricecake:**
Sarah: Do you want the whole thing, or half, like a moon?**
Dorothy: [Long thinking pause]...I want a circle moon.