The Word of the Day = Pimple

At breakfast yesterday Eliot kept touching his face and looking directly at me like he was trying to tell me something. He did it over and over again kind of like when you're at a dinner party and pick your teeth while looking directly at someone trying to get them to realize they have a piece of pepper the size of a quarter between their two front teeth. I finally realized he was trying to tell me I had something on my face - a big zit to be exact. I told him it was a pimple and he repeated it. "Pimpah." Then I held him on my lap and he touched it "Pimpah." Nothing like educating your kid on the finer points of life.