KitKats

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….

 

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