Aletheia’s new favorite way to begin a sentence is “Well, actually…”
Month: October 2016
Aletheia: Daddy, you’re going to die.
Me: Quite likely.
Aletheia: But I won’t be sad.
Me: No?
Aletheia: Because I’ll make you alive again.
(I know what she’s going as for Halloween this year.)
Aletheia: Trump is not good. We should put him in timeout.
Me: Why?
Aletheia: He’s not listening. He’s not telling a good story.