I Hear You Knockin' But You Can't Come In

Sophie's still working on her knock knock skills but just this morning at breakfast she did one pretty much perfectly.

Sophie: Sister! Knock. Knock.
Genevieve: Who's there?
Sophie: Tank.
Genevieve Tank who?
Sophie: Welcome.

Of course that was followed with: Poo. Poo who? Orange. But it was still really cute.

On an unrelated note Carrie has been giving the kids "baby lettuce." She'll find the smallest inner leaves of a head of Romaine and give it to them. They find it really funny and love eating them. At dinner last night Genevieve asked me for some baby lettuce but the only size left were mid-size shreds. I knew she wouldn't go for that so I grabbed some small non-lettuce leaves and put them on her plate. "Daaaddy, that's not baby lettuce; that's purslane." So much for pulling a fast one on her. To my credit she decided that eating purslane leaves of any size was just as much fun as eating baby lettuce.