Brin tells a knock-knock joke.
“Knock knock!”
“Who’s there?”
“Peter Parson.”
“Peter Parson who?”
“Orange.”
“Mom!” Brinley says. “Last night I dreamt I was a gum ball and I tried really hard and then I got the hang of it.”
“I always have ideas that are better than carrots.”
“Dad, I ate too much banana.” Brinley groans. “I have a banana-ache.”
“Dad! I’m gonna headbutt you.”
“Um, tell me. What’s a headbutt?”
“It’s when you head someone. In their butt!”
“Hey dad, can I tell you when you’re gonna die?”
Brin is always making up names for us. This morning I am “Draven” and she is “Barnagus”.
“Dad,” Brinley asks, “What does never mind mean?”
I explain to her what it means.
A few minutes later she asks again, “Dad, what does never mind mean? My head deleted my memories.”
Brinley flags me down.
“Dad! Numbers changed. They’re doing onety-one and tenty-ten now!”
“Hey, Brin, what size shoe do you think you wear?”
“Um… princess?“