On Monday after school, Presley and I had some conversations that I wanted to remember. Here they are:
After I picked up Presley from school:
Me: Presley I got a surprise for you.
P1: What is it?
Me: Goldfish.
P1: Can I see?
Me: Yes, and you can eat them, but you have to say the magic word.
P1: Abra-ca-dabra
Me: Abra-ca-dabra? That's not the magic word.
P1: What is it?
Me: Please.
P1: PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!
Me: Okay.
I thought this was funny because I always remember "please" being the magic word, but she did in fact say a magic word. It caught me off guard. Later that night:
P1: Daddy can I have an ice cream "samwitch?"
Me: What's the magic word?
P1: Abr- - - - - PLEEEEEEASE! ! !
Me: Very good! ! !
Please note they were mini ice cream "samwitches," and she ate all of her fruit and chicken.
Lastly, this conversation took place in the garage after we got home:
P1: Daddy, what's that?
Me: Those are bags of mulch.
P1: Why do you have mulch?
Me: Come here, let me show you around this tree.
P1: Where is it?
Me: Look. You see this brown stuff (as I picked up a handful of it), it is mulch.
P1: Oh.
Me: This mulch is brown just like the mulch in those bags, but mulch can also be black or red too.
P1: And Rainbow?
Me: No.
P1: Blue?
Me: No.
P1: Purple?
Me: No
P1: Pink?
Me: No.
P1: Oh.
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