JD is traveling. On Katie’s birthday he was actually at Disney World. Well, he was actually in Orlando for a conference and they just happened to be having some sort of event at Epcot (or so the story goes). So he called early yesterday morning to rub it in wish her Happy Birthday. (Just kidding, honey.)
After I said good morning and chatted for a minute, I asked,
“Would you like to speak to the main girl?”
Why no, I have no idea where that phrase came from.
But I looked around to find my youngest looking at me with an expression very similar to this:
“Main girl?” she said.
As in, “what am I, chopped liver?”
Luckily she is a plucky little thing with a self esteem not easily damaged by her mother’s thoughtless remarks. She instead has turned it into a joke.
“Why don’t you get your main girl to do that?”
“Oh, look what the main girl is doing.”
“I’ll have what the main girl is having.”
I love that kid.