Conversations with Julia

I’m sitting in the car with Julia and Kaitlyn, waiting for Sharon to come out of the store.

Julia: Look daddy, look!

I turn around and look at Julia. She’s holding a booger on her finger.

Me: Oh Julia, let me get a tissue for you.

Julia: No daddy, I eat it.

Me: No, don’t…

And Julia eats it.

2 replies on “Conversations with Julia”

I don’t know where Julia gets the idea to do half the things she does. Like two forks having a conversation? Or, taking that a step further, the bigger fork is the “mommy” fork and the smaller fork is the “baby” fork.

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