Love Story

Tuck-ins these days mean having Little Miss Thing, age 4, read her favorite books to me. Lately she’s been reading me her “Frog and Toad” books, which are short but it takes forever because she changes the last word of every sentence to “poop” and then has a pretty solid laugh.

Still a better love story than Twilight.

It’s behind me, isn’t it?

Little Miss Thing, age 4, reading a Dora book: “We… need… to go… to the… banana… grove. Can… you… see the… banana… grove. (Pause) Seriously, Dora? It’s a giant banana forest right behind you! It’s right there! Why are you asking me?”

NOTE: She may have just outgrown Dora, right in front of my eyes. Sigh. Always sad to see the end of an era.