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V: “Elsa doesn’t wear tights.”

“No, you don’t need a blanket!

M: “V, don’t squish the noodle with your foot.”

Last night, reading the story of Jacob wrestling the stranger in the DK Children’s Everyday Bible: As night fell, he prayed to God that his life might be spared and no harm would come to his family.

A couple years before I had a kid of my own, I saw Joanna Stern’s video about protecting your child’s privacy by refraining from sharing identifiable photos on social media.

V (to Megan): “You always brush my teeth.”

Bedtime can be an ordeal sometimes.

While playing catch: “It’s like volleyball, but I don’t have kneepads.

V, wagging her finger: “No more tickling!

“You have little pieces of beard peeking out of your mustache.”

Trying to switch gears from the children’s encyclopedia to the Bible story book we read at bedtime: “Which Bible story do you want to read?”

“I’m feeding you Spider-Man.

I quoted One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish during bedtime the other night: “Today is gone.

V and I were about to cross the street from one grocery store to another when we passed a driveway where there were some workers cutting some metal or something.

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Megan: “V, are you poopy?”

I came across this almost-nine-year-old post yesterday, linked to from an innocuous article about CSS color formats.

Me, while brushing teeth: “Please put your tongue away so I can get to your teeth.”

We just got an expansion set to add to our wooden train tracks collection—not because V was feeling a lack of train tracks, but because her dad, the engineer, was running out of layouts to build with the pieces we had.

“V, do you need to go potty?”

I got curly fries with lunch today.

We made grilled cheese and tomato soup the other day.

I was just sitting in V’s room, holding her in my arms until she fell asleep and I tucked her into bed.

I was making coffee in our upstairs kitchenette for brunch one Saturday.