Friday, May 11, 2007


Leah wakes up every morning wearing nothing but her diaper. It should not be supposed that she goes to bed every evening in this same state. I distinctly remember watching a cute, fuzzy, pajama'ed girl get carried upstairs by Daddy just last night. If memory serves, it was the curly-haired one, which can only mean Leah. So what happened to her clothes?

I asked her this morning.

"Leah, why don't you have any clothes on?"

"Ummmm, red."

"You took your jammies off because of red?"

"Yep, red."

"Do you like red?"


I am not sure which of us will need more therapy.

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