Ew….

We bought a desk for Little Sister on craigslist. It has a few marker lines on the top. She notices these lines far more than I expected she would. Perhaps because we have had trouble with her drawing on things that do not wish to be covered with marker ink.

Today, she was sitting at the desk, slathering a long, wet lick along the top of the desk, following the line of the marker marks.

I said, “Honey, don’t lick that. It’s yucky.”

She said, “I need to lick it.”

I said, “Why do you feel the need to lick it?”

She said, “Because it’s dirty!”

Yuck.

Irony of the Day

Middle sister wants to play school. With her friend who goes to school. Friend does not find the game fun or interesting. She also quickly realizes that middle sister does not know some of the nuances of real school. “Should we have a school dog?” middle sister asks.