While we were driving back from the doctor on Saturday:
Evy: Treat!
Mom: Treat? Where did you find a treat?
Dad: There was one caught in the crack of his carseat when he got in it.
Mom: Oh.
Evy: Ee fall!
Dad: Did it fall?
Evy: Yeah.
Dad: Where did it fall?
Evy: In my mouff. (mouth)
pause
Evy: Get eet back!
