Storytime

Melina likes to have Tim make up stories for her.  She asks him to tell her a story and use his hands as a book.  He is supposed to place his hands palms up, next to each other, and then mimic the opening and closing of a book while he spouts a story of her choosing.  I think the story is usually some variation of a Scooby-Doo tale.

Well, Melina has impeccable timing.  Yesterday morning, before Tim left for work, Melina asked for a story from Daddy.

Melina:  Can Daddy tell me a story?
Me:  Yes, but not right now.  Daddy is on the potty.
Melina:  But his head is not in the potty.

I forget sometimes how refreshing and funny kids are when they call it like they see it.  I was kind of surprised to hear that she didn't say his hands weren't in the potty.