Baby is 4, and has a pretty good sized attitude. She also likes to speak her mind. I don't have the slightest idea where she gets that from. This was our conversation the other morning. I'm pretty sure she's busting on me.
Baby, eating a hardboiled egg: Mom, I dumped the cheese out.
Me, puttering in the kitchen: The cheese? What cheese?
Baby: The egg cheese!
Me: There's no cheese.
Baby: THE YELLOW CHEESE INSIDE THE EGG, MOM!! Gosh, don't you know anything?
Me: I know a lot, sister! I know that's not cheese. That's called the yolk.
Baby: Don't make it so dry next time.
Me: That's just the way it turns out, Baby.
Baby: Oh. You cook the white part real good.
Me: I'm pretty handy to have around, huh?
Baby: What does handy mean?
Me: It means I know how to do a lot of things around the house.
Baby: Then peel me another egg! ~laughs~
Baby: I'm pretty funny, huh?
Kids! They crack me up!
Train Trip, Part The Second
1 day ago