Out of nowhere in the middle of dinner, Violet said, "Dover is Gramma Kelley's boy."
It was so random, that it took me a while to realize what she had said. I said, "Dover, yeah, he's Gramma Kelley's dog."
Violet made the face that I'm starting to think of as the "Don't you get it, Daddy?" face. She said, "But he's a boy."
"Yes he's a boy," I agreed with her.
"And Bailey is a girl," Violet said, talking about Gramma Kelley's other dog.
"Yes," I just agreed, clearly I'm not equipped to argue semantics with my two year old.
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