my four year old is a better person than i am

C: Who are those kids on your computer?

R (distracted): I don’t know, just some random kids on the Internet.

C: They’re not random kids on the Internet. They have names.


R: You’re absolutely right. That one’s Fiamma, and I don’t know his name but I’ll find out.

In other news, Julia requested my assistance for an urgent off-bed mission this morning. She disappeared under the bed – you could only see her round toddler butt, which Jamey calls the counterweight – and emerged brandishing my lost car key, a $175 value. She is the snow-haired snotspring of my heart.

Happy birthday Big Daddy G!

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