Ittybit: Mommy says I have to marry Jacob. I can't marry Elias.
Ittybit: She told me I had to marry Jacob.
Mommy: What are you talking about? We don't have arranged marriages in this house.
Ittybit: I know. I know. And we're not cat people either.
Ittybit: Could you please make me the flower pancakes MOTHER? You are the best at making them. ... but you need to grease the pan. ... And they really need to be apart more. ... And THAT, looks more like a mistake than a petal. I think you ruined it. It's a good thing you can try again. Grease the pan, ok?