I want a pink minion!– Ingrid, while watching “Despicable Me” tonight
Ingrid is super patriotic.
Ingrid demonstrating her emotions.
Mommy’s had just about enough of Swiper’s Sweeper!
Mommy: Ingrid, can I lay in your bed with you and snuggle?
Ingrid: Of course!
Those clouds are pretty — they make me happy!
It’s hip hop time with Ingrid. She busts a dope groove and gets down with her bad self.
Ingrid is trying to figure out where she wants to move.
It has become self aware
Daddy: I have a sack of potatoes over my shoulder
Ingrid: No! I'm not a sack of potatoes!
Daddy: You're not? Then what are you?
Ingrid: I'm Ingrid Arabella!
Daddy: Oh Ingrid, you're just the best. I love you so much.
Ingrid: No, no, no. Mommy loves me.
Daddy: I love you too!
Ingrid: No. Mommy does!
Daddy: I can't love you?
Ingrid: No. That's my Mommy!
Ingrid’s favorite thing to do at the playground.
I walk down the stairs by myself — I’m a big, giant Turtle!– Ingrid this morning, referencing my updated nickname for her
Hahahahahaha! I farted. I did! I farted.
"I Spy" Toddler Style
Michelle: I spy...something with polka dots.
Ingrid: My jacket!
Michelle: That's right! I spy...something green.
Ingrid: Leaves! And grass is green!
Michelle: Yes, leaves and grass are green. What do you spy, Ingrid?
Ingrid: I spy...a doggie pooping!
Michelle: Um, yes...Owen's pooping. We probably shouldn't play this game right after he eats...
Those are baby animals! Awww…they’re so cute!– Ingrid, reading her baby animal book. Cute is her new favorite word.
I’m not happy — still sleepy…– Ingrid, upon being woken up for school this morning
Daddy’s a boy. We’re girls. We’re funny together!– Ingrid to Mommy on the way home from school
Ingrid: I don't like rocks.
Michelle: I understand. What do you like, Ingrid?
Ingrid: I like...the playground...and trees...and...volcanos.
Michelle: Hmmm...interesting. Trees and volcanoes, huh?
Ingrid: Yes. Trees go straight up and into the volcano!
Michelle: Trees go in the volcano? Why do they go in the volcano, Ingrid?
Ingrid: They fly straight up and into the volcano!
Michelle: Well, this is a conversation I never expected...
Mommy, you’re so cute! And you have a steering wheel!– Ingrid, on the way home from school
Michelle: Can I have a kiss?
Ingrid: No, no, no. I'm eating. When I'm done with my cookie you can have a kiss.