Who's your daddy?
Conversation between the girls and I while driving last night (we were listening to Kids' music CDs):
Christine: Put Caillou in now!
So I pull it out and was holding on to it for a few seconds.
Christine: Let me hold it for you.
Me: No - only adults can handle the CDs - or else something might break and we'll never be able to listen to these 5 hours per day and that would be tragic.
Caroline: Only adults can touch CDs?
Me: Yes, only adults.
Christine: Only adults, not daddy. Not daddy, hen?
Me: Yes, not daddy... Only real adults.
Christine: Put Caillou in now!
So I pull it out and was holding on to it for a few seconds.
Christine: Let me hold it for you.
Me: No - only adults can handle the CDs - or else something might break and we'll never be able to listen to these 5 hours per day and that would be tragic.
Caroline: Only adults can touch CDs?
Me: Yes, only adults.
Christine: Only adults, not daddy. Not daddy, hen?
Me: Yes, not daddy... Only real adults.
