Copey: I want to have a party.
Me: Ok, what kind of party?
Copey: A grape juice party.
Me: Oh. What do you do at a grape juice party?
Copey: Well, you get a cup. And have juice.
(This sort of sounds like a toddler version of a wine tasting party.)
While eating lunch and brother is saying, “Da! Da! Da!”
(In a deep voice) Copey: Doc says, “This is not going to be pretty.”
This one was a stinger-
Copey: Mommy, you need a happy face.