Here are several things I am still chuckling over:

I was in the kitchen of our house when Ellie rushed in saying, "The monster is gone."  I agreed that that was good and wondered if the monster had run away.  She nodded and put her hands up like she was a clawing cat and added a hiss like a cat as well.  I can only assume that this particular monster was scared of hissing, clawing two-year-olds!

She noticed the matches I was using to light a fire in the woodstove so that we had one of those typical mommy/toddler talks.  I felt satisfied that she understood what matches were and how they could hurt her.  The next day out of the blue I heard her say to no one in particular, "Matches are spicy."

She learned a new rhyme about a turtle that snaps at a mosquito, a flea and a minnow.  She says, "skeedoe" and "meenoe" every time.

We were walking to the dining hall for lunch one day when she wanted to tell me that her stomach hurt.  It came out, "My mummucks hurt, Mom."

How the world is enriched by two-year-olds.