Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Me: Gabe, come here and talk to Eva with me.
Gabe: I don't want to.
Me: That's not very nice. Come talk to your baby sister.
Gabe: Mom, I don't want to.
Gabe: I scared to talk to Eva.
Gabe: I just is!
Me: It's not scary--see? It's fun!
[Eva then coughs and spits up at the same time, spraying baby puke all over me. Gabe runs and hides under the table.]
Gabe: Ha! See, I tell you Mommy. Eva scary. (He is "scared" and suppressing laughter at the same time...)