The Longfellow Grill came up in conversation at breakfast this morning. Charlotte was quick to point out that we have gone there a few times with our Longfellow neighbors Ed and Carly and their baby Sasha (who is well on her way to toddlerhood). And then Charlotte asked a series of questions so mind-numbingly dumb, I had to indulge her and answer them just because I was curious where this would go. The answer is nowhere. These questions went nowhere.
Charlotte: Ed and Carly go to Longfellow Grill with Charlotte, Daddy, Mommy, and Happy... and Baby Sasha.
Me: Yes.
Charlotte: What's Ed's name?
Me: Ed.
Charlotte: What's Carly's name?
Me: Carly.
Charlotte: What's Sasha's name?
Me: Sasha.
Charlotte: Satisfied silence. Resumes eating her waffles.
End scene.
hmmmm, I've been a crappy role model in the conversation department as of late.
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