3-year-old: A cake. Wife: Where is it 3: You haven't made it yet.
The husband.
My ex-wife
Because he'd never have been able to find 3 wise men and a virgin.
69 with 3 people watching!
3-year-old: A cloud. Me: No, what do you imagine it could be 3-year-old: Rain.
My 3-year-old asked as she woke me from a nap by poking me in the eye.
Besides a tiny, brief panic attack
A spatula. Maybe she'll be more responsible making dinner than making babies.