Today I made the startling discovery that the contents of Anna’s diaper were florescent yellow. Just before I rushed her to the ER, I remembered the day prior she had a gothic grin after sucking a yellow magic marker dry. Which begs the question—seeing how the main ingredient of everything we eat is red dye 40, why didn’t the marker come out orange?
Ages
“Mama! I can hear the ocean in the Bean’s ear!”
Crocodile! What big teeth you have!
Yesterday Eva was terrified to go in an indoor swimming pool, convinced it was full of crocodiles.
“Of course there are no crocodiles,” I reasoned. “Crocodiles live in swamps. Why would you think they’re in the pool?”
Her eyes were fixed on the wall behind me. I turned. There, prominently displayed, was the following sign…
“Blast you vile woman! You made me lose count. Now where was I? Oh, yes. One…two…three…”
