It's happened. My daughter's intellect has finally surpassed my own.
Today she and I went grocery shopping. Due to the allergies and the stress and the work and the house, I've been a little off. When I'm distracted like this, I tend to repeat everything S says in an effort to trick her into thinking I'm actually participating in the conversation. I know, Mother of the Year Nominee, right here!
So, as I'm taking her out of the car in the parking lot at the store, she says:
"Grandma calls me 'Boo'."
"No," she says, "Hoo!"
"Hoo?" I ask.
"Don't cry, crybaby!" Then she falls into a fit of giggles.
Sure. Kick me when I'm down.