Tragic Sandwich

“Wicket!”

“Daddy!”

“Mommy!”

“Wicket!”

“No!” (to offer of water)

Runs out of room and back in. “Daddy read!” (hands over book but refuses to let either of us read it to her)

Runs out of room and back in.“Mommy book!” (hands over book but refuses to let either of us read it to her)

Runs out of room and back in.“Ball!”

Runs out of room and back in. “Mommy!” (holds out indoor portion of indoor/outdoor thermometer)

Runs out of room and back in.

Runs out of room and back in.

Runs out of room and back in.

“Wicket!” (picks up dog’s toys one at a time and returns them when asked, albeit increasingly grudgingly)

Runs out of room and back in. (Sneezes, reaches for Kleenex, takes the one handed to her, drops pacifier on floor, and wipes nose)

Runs out of room and back in. (Without Kleenex, which we will probably find in or next to the trash can)

Lather, rinse, repeat.