Time: This morning.
Dialogue with my (NOW!) 5 year-old...
Tess: Mom! I've got presents!!
Mom: Cool! I wonder who left them for you.
Mom: Um...who does all the shopping around here?
Tess: The Birthday Fairy!!
Mom: (sigh) I get no respect.
(Daddy thought this exchange was HILARIOUS. Ha. Next year HE can be the damn Birthday Fairy and run out in icy rain with a baby and get some shopping done while Miss Thang is in school and then stay up late the next night trying to make a blank cake look like a dinosaur while said baby refuses to sleep and OH YES don't forget the gruesome PMS symptoms).
Dinosaur: Does this tail make me look fat?
Mom: You are going to be delicious.