Chopped Lizard

Conversations with a 2-year-old are often non-sequitor, and definitely silly, most of the time. Today in the car Avery told me that she calls daddy 'Devon' because he is her best friend. Of course when I asked her what I was, "chopped lizard" was the answer! Daddy played up the 'best friend' designation all night, knowing that soon it would pass on a whim. Sure enough, by the time Avery and I snuggled in for bed, I had been re-designated 'best friend', and daddy & Jordan were downgraded to 'chopped lizards'. Ahhhhhh, the mind of a 2-year-old.