Time: Saturday, 10:05 pm
Place: Dining Room and Evie's room
I'm working on what has to be the boringest part of editing a document, checking references. This particular document has more references than text. This is not an exaggeration.
Evie has recently learned to ride a two-wheeler with training wheels. She is excited and is narrating her progress via shouts from her room. (Imagine about a 30 second pause after every piece of punctuation.)
"Mommy? What are you doing? I ride my bicycle down the hill. I ride through the neighborhood."
"I'm not scared, I want to do it again tomorrow."
We then get off topic.
"Daddy isn't kind, Daddy laughs at me." (????? is she kidding?? she loves making daddy laugh!)
"I can touch my foot."
Then we get to the heart and soul of the matter before we break into our closing song.
"Mommy??? Do you like motorcycles? Can I ride a motorcycle when I get bigger? I can't stand up on the motorcycle, it wouldn't be safe."
Can you imagine why I don't feel like editing when I've got this comedy being broadcasted at me from the closest room?
