Tonight after dinner, Owen tried to eat a skittle with a fork.
I said to him, "You can't fork a skittle, buddy."
And then Ashley started wondering what types of things could be forked.
"Mommy, can you fork a hat? Can you fork a fan? Can you fork a bowl?"
I started to giggle.
"Can you fork a book? Can you fork a chair? Can you fork a lightbulb?"
Oh, dear God!
"Can you fork a table? Can you fork a tv? Can you fork a 'puter?"
She went on and on. I only got her to stop by saying "You should only fork your food," followed quickly by a silent prayer that she not repeat that statement at preschool tomorrow.
I know I need to stop laughing when she says stuff like this so as not to encourage it. But for fork's sake - sometimes I just can't help myself.