Last night, Louisa was goofing around with this pencil. It had broken in two and she took the piece with no eraser on it and sharpened both ends. Then she held it up and said, in a very movie trailer-voiceover way, "One Was Two: The Autobiography of a Conjoined Pencil!"
Then we both laughed hysterically. God, that was funny.
What was even funnier was that I told her to go and tell Archie because I knew he would think it was amazingly funny, too. Lou got all shy and told me no and that I couldn't tell him, either. So I asked if I could write about it here, at slug rodeo.
She thought for a moment and asked, "You really want anyone in the entire world to read about this?"
"Sure! It's funny!"
"OK. But you can't tell Daddy!"
So I'm not telling. But I also neglected to tell her that Archie might possibly read this and then I've foiled her. Ha!