11/11/2008 Kesiah at 2.5 yo
So during dinner I asked Kesiah to ask me if I was a truck (as I have annoyed many of my friends with this type of never ending questioning). Here's her response:
Dad: Kesiah, ask me if I'm a truck.
Kesiah: Are you a truck?
Dad: Nope
Kesiah: Are you sure?
She did not skip a beat, bat an eye, or even wait for my answer. She just returned to eating her dinner.
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