Bored
Funnydad phones from work to say he's bored. It's Friday afternoon and he'd rather be home with us. Bored bored bored. O ponders this for a moment and says, "I don't want daddy to be bored." I tell her not to worry, he'll be un-bored soon. M asks, "How did he get bored?" O explains, "Maybe a magic witch came and made him bored." M says, "Yeah, a person with a wand waved and he was bored." O adds, "Magic people can turn you into lots of things. They can make daddy bored." I ask the girls if they know what bored means. They say, "Yeah! Yeah, yeah it's ... um, um. No." And go back to their play-doh.