Speaking Her Mind

I was rushing through a bedtime story for Ana tonight, paraphrasing the story (very badly) instead of actually reading the words. I got to the last page and hastily finished, saying, "And the little girl made a beautiful picture for her grandpa. The end." Then I set the book down and turned to put Ana into bed. Well, she went straight after the book, tossed it back at me, and firmly stated, "That wasn't good enough. Try it again!"

Also . . . the cat threw up on the kitchen floor this afternoon. After I'd cleaned up the mess, Ana reflected, "That was the most disgusting thing I have ever seen in my life!"