I think I might start a regular post of my conversations with Emma. I’ve started saving them because some of them are just too funny. This was our conversation on the way to school this morning…
Emma: crying I want daddy!
Me: daddy is gone because he is doing a special project for work
Emma: what is he painting and coloring?
Me: he’s not painting and coloring anything for this project
Emma: so… he’s reading a book to people?
Me: he’s not reading a book either. he’s trying to help his work save money.
That’s the point I lost her. She wasn’t interested in daddy’s special project anymore.