Through Madeleine's eyes

My dinner, through Madeleine's eyes:

MADELEINE: Look, it's Mommy's ham!
ME: Yes, that's my ham.
MADELEINE: Look, it's Mommy's BWOKIE!
ME: Yup, my broccoli.
MADELEINE: Look, it's Mommy's BALLS!
ME: Those are my peas.
MADELEINE: Yeah, it's Mommy's balls.
ME: They're peas, honey.
MADELEINE: Oh, yeah, that's Mommy's PEAS!


A ride on the 59 bus, through Madeleiene's eyes:

MADELEINE: (pointing at an elderly African American woman) Look, that's Grandma!
ME: Oh yeah? Is she a grandma?
MADELEINE: (pointing at the same woman.) Yeah. That's Grandma. It's TAMARA! That's Mommy. It's Courtney.

Hmm.


MADELEINE: (in regards to the bus waiting to pull out of the parking lot onto the main road) Oh no! The sixxy-nine bus STUCKING!


MADELEINE: (pointing at an elderly Asian American woman) Where Grandma go? There she is! That's Grandma!


MADELEINE: (pointing at a young woman boarding the bus) Who's dat?
WOMAN: (smiling at Madeleine) Hi! How are you?
ME: Can you say hi?
MADELEINE: (staring wide-eyed and silently at the woman)
WOMAN: Hi! (walking towards her seat)
MADELEINE: (pointing after her) Who's DAT? WHO'S DAT?


MADELEINE: (pointing at an older man with a bushy mustache and American flags all over his hat and shirt) That's Ethan! It's Ethan! Yeah, that's DADDY.