As I was washing my face to remove makeup:
Bambi: You look like a wet monster Amma!
Me: A wet monster? What’s that?
Bambi: It means a monster. When she is wet!
As I was oiling my hair:
Bambi: Why are you putting perfume on your head?
Me: It’s hair oil, not perfume.
Bambi: Why are you putting hair oil on your head?
Me: So that I can have long and healthy hair.
Bambi: I want long hair! Can I have some hair oil too, pleeeeeease?
Me: *applies some oil to Bambi’s hair*
Bambi: Will my brain grow now?
Me: No, no, Not brain, your hair.
Bambi: *pointing to her scalp* Look at my brain.
Me: *pointing to my scalp* look that’s my hair not brain.
Bambi: Maybe you don’t have a brain then!
As I was trying to reverse the car into our drive way and struggled a bit at that:
Bambi: Daddies are good at parking car.
Bambi: Mummies are not so good at parking car.
Bambi: Parking car is Anna’s (dad’s) talent.
Bambi: You need to take some parking lessons.
Bambi: I can ask Anna to teach you to park the car properly.
Me: Look I just parked the car! I don’t need parking lessons anymore, do I?
Bambi: Yes, you do. Because you are still not good at it!
Thanks,kid! I still love you!