a very common conversation i hear in room 125:
max: "bobby, you're tattling."
bobby: "no i am not. i'm just telling."
max: "that's tattling."
bobby: "NO, i am NOT. (some huffing and puffing, hand shoots up in the air) i'm telling on you for calling me a tattletaler."
little boy with a smirk on his face: "Mrs. Watt, i just almost threw up in my mouth."
another little boy to a teacher who gave a somewhat boring lesson in our room, interrupting the lesson and asking in all innocent earnestness: "is it time for you to go yet?"
another little boy interrupting journal share time by loudly whispering to me, "mrs. watt, i went poop in the bathroom and washed my bottom all by myself!"