Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name. Nobody came. -- The Beatles, Eleanor Rigby

The Continuing Saga of my Daughter and Coffee

Reposted from my facebook…

Evie: You got milk on you coffee?
Me: Yes. I put cream in my coffee.
Evie: You put cream on you coffee? I put cream on my butt.

Evie: You not funny. Why laugh?


(Later)

Evie walks out of her room, naked and carrying her bedsheet. Nearby, her bed is sheetless, Leah having been interrupted mid-beddressing.

Evie: I want sheep.
Me: Okay. We’ll put the sheet on your bed.
Evie waves the sheet.
Evie: I want sheep.
Me: Okay, but first we need to get you in a diaper and pajamas.
She waves the sheet again.
Evie: Want. Sheep.
Me: I’ll put the sheet on your bed. Okay.
Evie: Daddy. Want sheep say baa baa!
Me: Wait, when you said “sheep” you meant “sheep”?

 

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