We were sitting at Northport Diner last week eating breakfast. I had Greta in her carseat on my side of the booth and Jeremy had Ava on his side of the booth (no more sitting on the same side of the booth!) To keep her busy, Jeremy handed Ava a fork and knife wrapped up in a napkin. Ava quickly disassembled the napkin...
Me: Jeremy, would you get the knife from Ava.
Jeremy: I gave it to her.
Me: But, it's a knife.
Jeremy: A butter knife.
Me: (stunned look) Are you for real?
Jeremy: That knife is no more dangerous than the fork she has in her hands.
Me: (look of disbelief; wondering if he is being sarcastic) Jeremy she could poke herself in the eye with either one of those. She doesn't need to have those.
Jeremy: (turning to Ava) Ava, don't poke yourself in the eyes. Do you hear Daddy?
Ava: (looking at Jeremy) mmm...(shaking her head back and forth) no.
Me: [silence].....
:) I sure do love my husband!
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