Or otherwise referred to in our house as Caprisms…
Capri: Jesus, thank you for…. (pauses to look at Shiloh)…. Hey! Close your eyes!
Mommy: Capri, what did you dream about?
Capri: I dream about… um… tooties.
Mommy: Thank you for doing my hair. Does Mommy look pretty?
Capri: No. Not yet.
Capri: You are the best mommy ever! And I am the best Capri ever.
Daddy: Capri, you need to get back in the kitchen.
Capri: Oh, haha, sorry. I forgive you.
Daddy: Well hi Miss Diva!
Capri: I am not Miss Diva, I am Capri.