I am going to start an ongoing series of ‘What Emily Says’. These will be quips and excerpts, maybe the whole thing, of what she says whilst mid-slumber.
Tonight, at approximately 12:54 am, she startled me and said, “Did you feel that?”
I hadn’t felt whatever she felt so I said, “Feel what?”
To which she replied, “Something about to take flight.”
“Oh, really,” I said, naturally.
Her only response was ” Hope it’s not the washer.”
Me neither, Emily, me neither.