While I went for my run today (I did venture yesterday as well and temps here are up into the 20s!!), Steve worked on installing the new ceiling fan in our living room. When I returned, Emily met me at the door and we had the following conversation:
Emily: We was having a little bit of trouble.
Me: What kind of trouble?
Emily: Well, Daddy was reading the 'structions.
Me: What did they say?
Emily: I don't know. I can't read.