Man, I Hate When That Happens

So I often read on friends blogs about the funny things that their little ones say. I miss all the funny words or phrases that my own messed up on, like Rachel learning the alphabet:

Q, R, S, T, U, V, Double Me, X, Y and Z.

And no matter how many times we corrected her, she kept saying it.

So today when she yelled downstairs, I about knocked myself out laughing...

Mom can we wash my Roxy bag?

What bag?

My pink Roxy one. My ESTROGEN spilled in it.

What (HAHAHA) did you say???

My ESTROGEN! It spilled in my bag. You know that blue stuff for my face!

You mean (HAHAHA) your ASTRINGENT???

I hate when my ESTROGEN spills in my bag. They need to do something about the bottle.