Davisisms strike again

Davis: Mommy, I have 3 girlfriends!
Me: Well, what do you do with a girlfriend?
Davis: Get married. (in silly giddy voice, Lord help me!)
Me: Ohhhh, well I think we can only handle one girlfriend in this house. (holding back the sarcasm, ok maybe not very well.)
Davis: Awwww. I can’t pick just one!!!! They’re all so cuuute!!!!