I'm sick.
I'm SO sick!
I want to go straight to bed.
I want to sleep in Papa's bed!
This bed is too hard, I want to sleep in my bed!
I need to spit the water out. (aka vomit)
Shall we buy some pretzels?
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Where did the workers go?
There they are. Papa, I see the workers!
Where did your beard go?
Did you throw it in the trash?
Did you shave it off?
I love your beard.
It's Sunday, let's go to church!
Papa, the computer doesn't work. I'll get the tape and hammer.
I want to take a nice, hot, wubbly, bubbly bath.
Oh, that's nice.
That will be so nice.
That sounds like fun.
I'm a healthy growing girl!
Don't eat the snow, you will be chilly.
You're silly Papa.
Did I get any Tigger mail today?
You have to put on your shoes before you go outside.
Brrrrrr! SNOW!!!
I could go on and on, but I think this is probably enough for now.
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