Wednesday, October 29, 2008


The girls were playing in the bedroom while I reorganized the bathroom closet. Chaya has my book light open and is talking on it like a phone. She sees me and does that thing where you pull the mouthpiece of the phone back to talk to someone in person.

C: I talking to my grandpa.
Me: You are?
C: Yeah. (Goes back to talking on the phone.)
B: (Reaching for the "phone".) I want to talk to my grandpa.
C: Noooo! I talking to MY grandpa. You talk to your grandpa later. Shira talk to her grandpa later. I talk to MY grandpa now.