We had an interesting evening. Elizabeth wouldn't eat anything for supper but oatmeal (she had 2 large bowls), Miriam wanted to eat at the same time. So there I am, sitting on my boppy b/c my nether regions hurt, holding Miri in my left arm nursing her and helping Lizzie-bear eat with my right hand. Then Jamie came over and started eating the cheerios Lizzie threw on the floor and licking Lizzie's feet, Mojito and Logan started harassing Calista and then Mojito went on to wrestling with a scratching post, and Bagheera sat on top of a bar stool watching the madness and giving everyone a combination of the side-eye and a disdainful "You are all beneath me" stare in the most cat-like fashion.
Eventually Lizzie finished her oatmeal and started playing in the living room while I finished eating (Miri was in the moby wrap by this time). The following conversation ensued:
Lizzie: Book. *hands me a phone book*
Me: Yes, that's a phone book.
Lizzie: Read! *opens the phone book*
Me: Okay. Once upon a-
Lizzie: *points at a car advertisement* Oatmeal. The end. *wanders off to play with pots and pans*
My kids crack me up.
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