Last night at dinnertime everyone else finished their meals and Peyton was still left at the table eating alone...again. She talks and talks and doesn't get the job done. Over and over, we had to tell her to finish up (or at least get started) before she could get down. With me sitting on the couch, Peyton didn't think I would know whether she was complying or not...
Barrett said: You know, Peyton, Mommy has eyes in the back of her head.
Peyton replied: Where are they? Stuck in her hair back there?