2.5 is a great age. I love being able to have real conversations with my daughter. Almost every day there is something that I explode into laughter about. Here's what happened today over dinner while I was explaining to Piglet that my husband will be back home by tomorrow morning from his business trip.
Me: "Guess what Piglet, when you wake up in the morning, daddy will be here."
Piglet: "I wanna show him [something, I can't remember what] right now!"
Me: "Well, he's not here yet. He's in San Diego trying to catch a plane."
Piglet: Looks at me with a wide-eyed, shocked face, "But an airplane is too big to catch!"
Did I mention this is a great age?
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