20 Questions

Let's play 20 questions the way Eva plays it.  Here we go:

"Where's daddy?"

"At work."

"Where's daddy?"

"At work, punkin'."

"Where's daddy?"

You get the idea.  I don't understand how she can literally ask the exact same question so many times in a row and still get the same answer.  I don't know if she doesn't like the answer or what the problem could be.  I've started turning the tables on her and asking her the same question.  "Eva, where's daddy?"  And she'll tell me that he's at work.  But then she just starts asking me again.  It's just too much.  I try not to get annoyed, but sometimes it's hard not to.  

Eva is very in to band-aids right now.  This band-aid ended up on Elmo's nose on this particular day.  Apparently Elmo fell down and hurt his nose... at least that's what Eva told me.

This picture is when Uncle Brock came to visit.  She got to "ride" on his motorcycle and she LOVED it.  She talked about it for days.  She wants to do it again, so come visit again Uncle Brock!