Our lunchtime conversation

E: You are my mommy. Daddy's my dad. And M is my sister.
Me: You are my daughter. M is my daughter, and daddy is my husband.
E: Yeah. One day, she's (pointing to M) gonna grow up and have a husband. And me, too. And we'll all dance in a castle. And I'll be Cinderella. I'll wear a white dress. I think M will wear a green dress. I think she'll be Tinkerbell. And you'll dance with Daddy, and then I'll dance with him....


And the conversation goes on and on, but I wasn't quick enough to write the rest of it down, and my memory stinks.

Sick days

An evening conversation

After getting home from work, Matt asked E about her day.
Matt: Did you go to the park today?
E: Yeah. I pooped in my underwear.
Matt: I heard.
E: (completely serious) You heard me poop in my underwear?

Mat

While reading the BOB book titled Mat, E said to me, "We have a friend Matt. You call him Matt, and I call him Daddy."

Eatin' Time

This is M. when she eats. I'm not doing anything behind the camera. She simply loves food. She's definitely one of us.