More From Little K

Driving down the road with the window open after a rain:
"It smells like penguins out here."

Finishing up a bottle of water:
"Ahhh...I thirst no more."

Out of the blue:
"If I shook up three unopened bottles of pop and strapped them to my back and hung onto an umbrella...could I fly?"

Merging onto the highway. Window open, head hanging out like a dog:
Dad: "Close your window, please."
K: "Aw man...just when it was getting good."

Yelling from her bedroom:
"Help! I'm stuck in my trashcan!"