Forward thinking to the now

This morning while we were walking in from the school parking lot hand in hand, Evangelina quietly asked, "Daddy?"

"Yes."

"You know how when I grow up you won't be able to carry me?"

"Yes."

"Could---"

At this point I underatood where the conversation was going, so I burst out laughing, and said, "Of course I'll carry you Beautiful."

On several occasions I had brought up that I was saddened by fact that I wouldn't be able to carry Evangelina much longer.

Evangelese or Evangeleses?

For some reason Evangelina lately has been trying out the type of language my buddy Thomas Tsai & I like to throw back & forth -- a kind of pseudo-Southern rural talk that adds an "S" at the end of each word, or even in the middle of compound/polysyllabic words.  This makes even the most mundane sentence a jumbly bundle of laughs; for example, "I want to go to the movies" becomes "I's wants tos goes tos thes movieses."  I commented to her that she's getting good at speaking "Tsai-merican."  Not missing a beat, she replied, "Noes, it's 'Tsais-mericans.'"

Next life experience, please...

It had been a long day tagging along with Jadon for his piano events when we were finally able to have a more substantive meal, albeit in the car on the way home.

Evangelina, upon completing her In-n-Out cheeseburger, said from behind us, "Next burger please...."

Slightly incredulously, we ask her, "What?  You want another burger?"

"Yes, please," she replied.

In the front we start to chuckle, while from beside her Jadon laughingly interjects, "Mina, it's too late."  [It was past 8:30pm.]  "Don't you know you're not supposed to ask?  You've been alive for 7 years and you don't know you're not supoosed to ask?"