Mommy: Ivy, would you like milk or juice for breakfast?
Ivy: Both!
Ivy: Pretzels! Hungry.
Mommy: What's the magic word?
Ivy: Abre!
(Probably only Dora moms will recognize that one.)
Mommy: *sniff sniff* Ivy, did you poopy again?
Ivy: *runs* Hee hee hee! And again and again and again!