Kyla: I a de'tist (dentist).
Me: Oh, are you drawing a picture?
Kyla: Yah, I drowing a snowman.
Me: What is your snowman's name?
Kyla: His name Emily! He is my frey-end.
My poor little Maxx, still recovering from his cold and Kyla showing off her snowman.
Me: Good one?
Kyla: Yah, cause I a de'tist. Hey, I wan' to clean your teef!
A few minutes later, she wanted to get out her dress-up clothes (a daily occurrence). She found her tiara.
Kyla: I wan' my crown! Dis my de'tist crown.
Me: Oh, dentists wear crowns?
Kyla: Yah. After da kings come.