Because we are mature and stuff

[goldvermilion87]

LITTLE GIRL leaves the table in the middle of dinner.

MOM:  My dear, whence have you gone?

LITTLE GIRL:  Whaaaa???

MOM:  Where are you?

LITTLE GIRL:  Playing in the playroom.

MOM:  You cannot just leave the table.

LITTLE GIRL returns to the table which has a lot of yogurt and honey and a washcloth and other detritus all over it.

MOM:  Before you can leave, you must say, "Mother, may I please be excused from the tale of elegant delicacies?"

LITTLE GIRL:  Mother, may I please be excused from the table of eligous delidezeez?

MOM:  the table of elegant delicacies

LITTLE GIRL:  the table of elegal desedisease

MOM: elegant delicacies

LITTLE GIRL:  elegant delilezeeee

MOM: el-e-gant de-li-ca-cies

LITTLE GIRL:  elegant delicacies.

MOM:  Okay.  You may go.

[PS:  It actually took several more goes than I have recorded]
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Also earlier her dad had been looking for his shoes.

ME:  I saw a kid wearing them.  I can't remember who.  [turning to little girl]  Were you the one wearing your daddy's shoes?

LITTLE GIRL:  Yes.  I put water in them.

I almost died laughing.