Julia, after coming downstairs in the morning well after Madeleine and I were up, felt the need to explain what had kept her up in her room for so long. Or, at least I think she was trying to explain. I admit I didn't quite follow her logic at times.
JULIA: Mama, do you know why I was up in my room for a long time? I was counting the days that are left before Halloween, and then I realized... (pointing to a miniscule spot on her leg)
ME: Oh, you got a little bruise, huh?
JULIA: No, Mama, it's red!
ME: Oh, okay. It must just be a little tiny cut or something.
JULIA: Mama, I was squealing with joy of joys, because... soon it's gonna be HALLOWEEN!
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