Conversation with Nora

Shortly after I got home from work yesterday, Nora took my hand and said "Dad, my feet are dirty. Let's go upstairs and make my feet clean."

"Okay," I said.

"Only the bottoms," she added. "And the tops."

"I see."

"They have dirty stuff on them. So we need to clean them. In the sink. I will sit on the side of the sink and put them in the sink."

So we did. I love it when a plan comes together.