This just popped into my head, and I can’t believe I have not shared this before.
Many, many moons ago, back when Jen was still in a car seat, we were in car with my Mom going down Route 9.
Jennifer dropped something, and the dialog between us is something I will never forget:
NIF: Kitty kat?
ME: What? We don’t have a cat.
NIF: Nooo, kitty kat
ME: Jennifer, I don’t know what you mean. We don’t have a cat. We have a dog
NIF: (pointing to floor) Kitty Kat!!
ME: (looking on the floor). Jen, there is no cat on the floor.
NIF: (now, clearly frustrated). Nooo.
NIF: (holding her hands up to her mouth like she is eating something) Num, num, num. Kitty kat!
ME: Jennifer! We do’t eat cats!
ME: (looks at floor again) Oh, your dropped your KitKat….