(Now that the dirty diaper has been resolved.)
Me, to myself: Oh goodness.
Lilly: Gooness. Gooness gooness gooness.
Patrick: (spluttering and blowing bubbles) Noise! Noise!!!
Lilly: O-side! [outside]
Me: It's cold outside.
Lilly: Code o-side. Code.
[she repeats this line off and on for the next hour]
Me: Somebody has a dirty diaper.
Patrick: Ewwwww! (holds his nose)
As I'm trying to type this, Lilly is hovering next to the chair, pointing at my phone and laptop and "narrating"-
"Phone. Phone. Puter! Buttons. Buttons. Buttons. Phone. Buttons. Buttons. Puter!"
Every time I bring my laptop here, Lilly looks at the cover and tells me "Apple!"