Bit Tidbit
Yesterday's lunch for tLD featured fried catfish. While happily munching on it, she held up one of the pieces and asked, "What's this?"
"It's catfish," I said and then watched as she started waving the catfish piece back and forth in the air.
"It's swimming!" she declared firmly.
"Can it swim to your mouth?" I asked?
"Yes!" *tLD eats Catfish*
She picks up the next bit and starts moving it towards me. "It's swimming to Mommy," she says.
Not being a fool who would turn down fried catfish, I asked, "Is it swimming to Mommy's mouth?"
She gave this about a half-second consideration, said, "NO" most firmly and then ate the rest of her catfish.
"It's catfish," I said and then watched as she started waving the catfish piece back and forth in the air.
"It's swimming!" she declared firmly.
"Can it swim to your mouth?" I asked?
"Yes!" *tLD eats Catfish*
She picks up the next bit and starts moving it towards me. "It's swimming to Mommy," she says.
Not being a fool who would turn down fried catfish, I asked, "Is it swimming to Mommy's mouth?"
She gave this about a half-second consideration, said, "NO" most firmly and then ate the rest of her catfish.