Me: Ella, you need to eat your soup.
Ella: I can't. I'm writing a story.
Me: You are?
Ella: It's called, Ella Doesn't Want to Eat Soup
Ella: (to the Christmas tree) Trick or Treat!
Ella: Only doctors wear pants to church. (while I was trying to convince her to put on pants...but not for church!)
Ella: (singing) You can't take down the tree. I love the ornaments. I fall asleep counting my blessings; blessings of the tree and I love it. It is so very branchy.
Ella: sigh...I am a beautiful mess. (yes, yes you are!)
Ella: Santa, I want a horse and a pig in a little tea cup and a puppy and another puppy and another puppy.
Me: (while having pictures with Santa) Ella, it's time to go. It's someone else's turn to see Santa.
Ella: No, I'll stay here.
Ella: (on Christmas morning) Where is Santa?
Me: He left the toys and went back to the North Pole.
Ella: But, I want to tell him thank you.
Me: Ella, what kind of birthday party do you want to have?
Ella: Pink
Me: What kind of cake do you want to have?
Ella: Pink
Me: Who do you want to come to your birthday party?
Ella: Daddy
Ella: I want a toy (in the McDonald's drive thru)
Me: We're not getting a toy today.
Ella: (screams) I WANT A TOY!
Me: I want some peace and quiet
Ella: I WANT A TOY
Me: You're not getting a toy.
Ella: You're not getting peace and quiet!
Ella: Sam is my dog.
Aidan: No, Sam is a family dog.
Ella: No, Sam is an Ella dog.
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