They Need Each Other

I'm driving home from the grocery store (I'm always driving home from the grocery store), while the girls' heads are buried in coloring books and comics.  This entire exchange happened without either child looking up from their books, but I had the opportunity of watching from the rear view mirror.

Neve: "Mom?  Why are houses so expensive?"

Fiona interrupts: "Because, Neve.  Houses aren't your usual object."

Wow.

Neve: "Fiona, you're doing it again."

Fiona: "Doing what?"

Neve: "Talking like an adult."

Fiona, serious: "I'm a thinker, Neve."

Neve: "You're 8."


these were obviously not taken in the car.  i do put my kids in seat belts.

3 comments:

nayt said...

But apparently you keep the thinker in a cage.

dera frances white said...

The cage being "the usual object"?

Jess said...

I am in love with your children...and I mean that in the most sincerely uncreepy way for a stranger...if that's possible.