A Hoosier in California

So often one of the girls will say something terribly funny and I will forget what it was before I get to my computer. So, I thought I would sit down and transcribe my conversation with Amelia before it left my memory.

I actually got up and exercised a bit this morning. Amelia thought my workout clothes were funny and made a comment about my shirt. I read the letters on my shirt aloud to her and told her that it said, "Indiana." (This is one of several shirts around the house purchased at bargin prices just off campus at Indiana University.)

Amelia said, "I live in Indiana." I corrected her by saying, "You were born in Indiana, but you live in California." She scoffed, "I can't live in California."

So I asked Amelia, "Where does mommy live?" She said, "You live in California." Ah-ha! "So, if you live with mommy don't you live in California, too?"

Amelia, without missing a beat, replied, "I can't live with you. You live in California and I live in Indiana."

Can't beat that logic, can you? I guess that means that the beach we visited last weekend was actually Indiana Beach, and I guess she can't remember moving to California from Indiana "when she was a tiny big girl last year" (her phrase, of course).

Lisa