My house needs some attention, and Amy has decided that every waking moment must be spent velcroed to my side, so here is just a little filler so you know I'm still around.
Kid conversation #1:
Beth (holding her medicine bottle): How do you open this?
Me: You don't. It's kid-proof.
Beth: How does it know I'm a kid?
Kid conversation #2:
Me (walking in a room to find Amy licking the mirrored closet doors): Hey! Don't lick the mirror. We don't lick mirrors.
Amy (as I turn around to leave after she stops licking the mirror): Mommy! Lick the mirror with me!