A typical dinner-time conversation at the Franklin house:
Amie: “More Doritos, please.”
Me: “Sure, have John’s. He never ate his.” I put John’s Doritos on Amie’s plate.
Abbie: “Grown-up squirrels are about the size of new born humans.”
Amie: “Amie has big arms”
Abbie: “And some dinosaurs have short arms…and can’t reach things.”
At this point, I grabbed my laptop to begin recording this lest I forget such an interesting exchange.