Yesterday, as we were driving around, I told Guppy we were going to go to the Post Office before the store so we could 'beat the lunch rush."
"Beat the laundry mush?" she repeated.
I attempted to explain the lunch rush. She continued to insist on laundry mush.
Later, she asked if we were out of bagels.
"No," I told her. "We're not out of bagels."
She considered this. "So are we IN of bagels?" Because everything is opposites!
I should have explained that we couldn't be in bagels because they had holes in the middle, but I wasn't thinking fast enough.
My little proto-geek in her upside-down-too-big-Ironman glasses.
Did a little client programming today, hope to finish Master of the Deep very shortly here.
Tomorrow's list is... not grim, exactly, but it will be demanding: