More random from the two-year-old

As we are leaving hippie/yuppie music class, and then again when we get out of the car at hom:

"Bye friends! Bye, everybody! Bye, friends. And Tonda . . . and my buddies . . . bye!"

Tonda and her buddies are at daycare. I am always amused when she adds a stock response onto the end of something she did on her own--Matter-Eater Lad asks about Tonda and her buddies when he picks V up every day.