Two quick Eva-cdotes

On Sunday, I ended up watching the nieces during the whole day. At one point Evangeline, out of nowhere, said "When I grow up, I think I want to marry you, Connie."

Me: That's sweet, but you know, you can't marry me.
Evangeline: Why not? Girls can marry other girls. (You could *hear* the unspoken "DUH!" here.)
Me: That's true (sorta). But you can't marry your aunt, or your niece.
Evangeline: But girls can -
Me: Yes! That's right! But you still can't marry your family. Marrying your aunt would be icky*, like marrying your sister or your mother.
Evangeline: Oh. Okay.

*"It's icky" is, of course, widely considered a perfectly valid reason for not wanting two people to get married. Certainly it's the reason used throughout history, and still today. And anyway, incest *is* icky. Ew.

This one is secondhand:

Ana and my mother were talking about I don't know what, and Ana, in a sort of "I'm not stupid, I know things!" way said "I even know what one hundred plus two hundred is. It's THREE hundred." (She's inordinately thrilled at the realization that if ONE plus TWO is THREE, then ONE hundred plus TWO hundred is THREE hundred and she does not need to count on her fingers to work this out... which is good, because she has nowhere near three hundred fingers.)

And my mother asked "Yes, it is, do you know what you can buy with three hundred dollars?"

Ana: A house?
Mommy: Well, that's more like three hundred thousand dollars.
Ana: *grumpy*
Evangeline: I know what you can buy with three hundred dollars! You can buy three hundred... candy bars!