For some reason Fiona likes to help me do the laundry. Seriously she'll come up and ask me to do laundry and gets mad if I move a load from the washer to the dryer without inviting her to help. While she helps she likes to name the item in question.
Fiona: Daddy shirt
Me: Yes that's Daddy's shirt
Fiona: Mama sock
Me: Yes that's Mama's sock
Fiona: (handing me a polka dot bra) Daddy hat
Me: blink blink Pfttttt hahahahahaha
*No she doesn't but she would if I let her use Windex