Mom's BFF

On the playground ...
Lucy: "Hey guys, can I play with you now?"
Girls: "No.  We're four, and you're only three."
Lucy: "Well.  I'm going to go play with my mom!  She's 29!"
I don't have the heart to break it to her that the girls probably aren't jealous.

Smartie pants

While discussing home financing options with our financial adviser, we gave Lucy some paper and crayons to color and keep herself entertained.  Our financial adviser, a very proper southern woman, leaned over, looked at Lucy's scribbles and asked her, "what are you drawing there?  A colorful cloud?"
Lucy:  "No.  It's a double helix nebula."
Without missing a beat, the financial adviser looked at us and said, "What public school district are you planning to be moving to? Or did you want to talk about private school financing options as well?"

The smoking gun ... err ... dragon

While discussing with my mom why we needed a radon test on the house we have under contract ...
Mom: "What exactly is radon?"
Me: "It's a gas that, if you breathe it in, can give you cancer. But the risks are much greater if you're also a smoker."
Lucy: "I'm not a smoker because I don't smoke."
Me: "That's right, you don't."
Lucy: "But dragons do."

Colors of the Wind

Lucy: "Let's play Pocahontas."
Me: "Okay, how do you do that?"
Lucy: "Take of your socks and shoes and then run around and let the colors of the wind blow your hair."
This is apparently all she got out of that movie.  I guess I should be proud that she didn't pick up on the heavy racist undertones and only on the message of being a free spirit.

She set him straight

Doctor:  Did the Easter bunny come to your house this weekend?
Lucy:  Ummm, no.  Because he's imaginary.

The funny thing is, the tone she said it in was as if she was trying to let the doctor down gently.