So, here's a little interaction--verbatim--between Sophie and me:
Dad: "Sophie, why is the floor wet here?"
Sophie: "Oh, I'm sorry Dad, but I had a little accident."
Dad: "Why is the floor wet?"
Sophie (matter-of-factly): "Don't you know, water comes out of the sugar bowl."
Dad (thinking "Huh???"): "But you know you're not supposed to have water in your bedroom, don't you?"
Sophie: "Hmm. (Holding her hand up by her face with index finger extended) Speaking of jellyfish...."
At this point the conversation ends because I am no longer able to maintain composure.
Conversations like this are a daily occurence around here. I need to start writing them all down. Actually, recording them all with a little spy video camera attached to my ear would be even better; then I wouldn't have to convince people that they really happen.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
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