Dangerous

This is my Evie's new favorite word.

I don't think she really knows what it means.

Me: Evie, why don't you have your pants on? E: Luke pulled them off of me. Me: Why? E: Because he's dangerous. (He later told me she asked him to help her go to the bathroom and couldn't get her pants off by herself).

E: I want to go outside and play in the snow. Because it's dangerous.

E (handing me the decorative little pumpkins with handles she's been carrying around the house for days): Here mom! It's breakfast time! Me: Thanks. Will you please put the pumpkins downstairs now? E: I can't. It's dangerous.

E: I'm dangerous. Me: Why? E: I took my boots off.