Tornado E is no longer concerned with the day I lost my keys down the toilet. Here are his NEW favorite stories.
Tornado E: Remember when we were swimming with Papi. And Papi yelled “Bee on you! Bee on you! Bee on you!” And Grandma jumped in the water. Why did she do that?
Me: Because she didn’t want to get stung. She didn’t know where the bee was.
Tornado E: Oh.
Tornado E: Remember when we were at the McDonald’s without the slide. And Papi took me to go potty. And I went pee. And Papi said, “Boy, you pee a lot.” Why did he say that?
Me: Because you do pee a lot.
Tornado E: No, I think he was teasing.
Tornado E: Remember when I threw up on Daddy the other day. It was a lot of throw up. It got all over us. And Daddy was yelling, “Mommy! Mommy!” (Pause, reflecting on the name Daddy actually used.) “Faemom! Faemom! Faemom!” He was funny. Why’d he say that?
Me: Because that’s my name and Daddy needed help.
Tornado E: No. You’re Mommy.