K2: I got a knife for you.
Me: Nope It's OK, I'll get it.
K2: No, I got it.
Me: It's OK, Mommy's got one right here.. (I cut the banana)
As I turn around to give her, her 1/2 of the banana, I see she's starting to unzip her jammies.. (you know the ones with the footsies.. )Me: What are you doing Punky?
K2: Getting the Knife for you?
OK for a split second I wasn't sure if I should laugh??? Visions of gangsters, prison chics with blades in their mouths came to mind... Then I wasn't sure if I should be worried or even better, Horrified?Me: What do you mean you'll get a knife? WHAT are you doing??
K2: (pulling out a butter knife that was stashed in the left leg of the jammies) YOU SEE???
Me: (holding back the tears from the uncontrollable fit of giggles I was about to endure) Yes Punky, I see. But Knives are not meant to be played with... and DEFINITELY not to be hidden in your Jammies.
K2: But I got it for YOOOOUUUUU.
Me: OK baby Thank you, but next time MOMMY gets it.. OK?
Now? Not so funny.I am gonna have to start watching Dora with them, cause I MUST have missed the Dora the Explorer Gangsta Episode... bwahahahahha.. WTH was she REALLY planning with the knife??? OK.. Full pat downs BEFORE bed time... SERIOUSLY...