Metal Meredith

Night after night, it is Phil’s job to put the kids to bed. He likes doing this, despite how annoying she can be at times and how much both of us would rather be sitting on the sofa with laptops, ice cream and TV. Most nights, he comes back downstairs chuckling with funny things that Vivienne says or does. Then, we talk about how we wish we could recall all of the things that make us laugh each day so we won’t ever forget the silly things she says. This one, in particular, made us both laugh out loud.

Vivienne had a small blister on the back of her foot. When Phil was putting a bandage on it, this was their conversation:

Vivienne: You know, the back of my foot is called my heel.
Phil: Well, that’s right. Do you know what this part is called?
Vivienne: Nope.
Phil: The arch.
Vivienne: Hey! I know another arch! Old Arch Road, like where we live!
Phil: That’s right.
Vivienne: Do you know why they call it a road?
Phil: Um. No?
Vivienne: Because it would be silly to call it Old Arch Peanut Butter.
Phil: (chuckles) I guess it would be.
Vivienne: And it would be hard to drive on.