Quick Update

Can someone put me up for the night?

I was on the phone with my daughter this afternoon and told her that I can't wait to see her.
She replied, "I see you Friday."

I laughed. "Today is Monday," I said. "I can't wait until Friday!"

"Tomorrow then," she said.

"Tomorrow?" I replied. "Where am I supposed to go tonight?"
"Maybe I see you tomorrow," she repeated with finality.


As for Rachel's crime of the day, it was taking black nail polish out of the refrigerator and pouring it onto the tile floor of the kitchen. (Rebecca is not goth by any means; she uses the black nail polish for Halloween.)

Tonight, Rebecca repeated her admonition to Rachel to never dump out nail polish like that again. Rachel, sitting at her little table and drawing, never even responded.

"Did you hear your mother?" I asked Rachel. "Did you hear what she told you?"

Scarcely looking up, Rachel replied, "Whatever."

Rachel is three.

The teenaged years look like they are going to be soooo much fun!