Head-Scratcher

Sometimes I just have to surrender and admit I am outsmarted by someone who is 36 inches tall and can't wipe her own bottom.

Her sense of comedic timing is UNREAL. I am actually in awe-- and I don't say that about many things.

The other day, I asked Monkey to tell me her full name (something they will work on on preschool, but we're practicing now).


Her response, with all sincerity:

"Wal-Mart."


I did the Chester Cheetah head shake-- I mean, we hardly ever even GO there; "Target" would be much more common.  So, I asked again.


"Ladybug."


With an impish grin, she got it right on the third try.


...We are, of course, now referring to her as Wal-Mart.

Love,
Mommy