I do it myself! 

Really, honey, if you can manage to grow 2 more feet in the span of four seconds I will let you get the jar of peanut butter off the top shelf.  Barring that, momma has to do it.

I talking now! 

Sorry, dear.  After that 10 second pause I expected that you finished your thought.  Silly me!

I farted! 

Yes, dear, we noticed.  What do you say? 

‘Scuse Me!!”

MOMMA!  I GO POTTY! 

Okay.  Do you need help? No? Want me to flush the toilet for you?  No? Pull up your pants? No?  Just watch? Okay, I really had nothing better to do, so why not??