This morning, Wife and Katie left for church early because Katie was volunteering as an usher. So, Elizabeth and I left a little bit later than the two of them. Wife and Katie took the subway, and then Elizabeth and I had more time so we walked.
When it was time for Elizabeth and me to leave, I asked Elizabeth, "Do you have everything."
Without missing a beat, Elizabeth looked down and said, "Yup, I've got my dress," and she walked out the door. Oh, to be a little kid again.
The girls enjoy walking to church with me because I tell them stories. Elizabeth and I walked to church hand-in-hand, and I told her stories about my life growing up.
As we were approaching a major intersection, I was trying to decide which way we should go. The light at the cross walk was about to turn green, so I said to Elizabeth, "Let's cross here."
Immediately, Elizabeth let go of my hand, crossed her legs, and held out here arms perpendicular to her body.
I bark at Elizabeth, "Come on, let's cross!"
"Dad, I am being a cross right here. You said, 'Let's cross here,' so I'm being a cross here. You did NOT say let's cross the street. If that's what you mean, you really should say it. I"m not a mind reader, Dad."
