Yesterday, Zoe looked at me and said, "Mama, it's time to color." She doesn't even like coloring, so I was excited. Okay, great! She got her own crayon box and Sesame Street coloring book and sat down at the table. When I wasn't looking (it was also my first day with our new 2 mo. old friend), she slid the blue paper off the blue crayon, and when she couldn't slide it back on, she said, "it's not working, Mama." I hear that 10 times a day. So over I went to help. When I got to her, she looked at the crayon and crumpling paper and said, "This is ridiculous (which sounded more like /wi-di-koo-us/)." Now if toddlers don't give you a clear picture of how you go through your day, no one will.