Today we met one of our new neighbors. She is a really sweet widow name Marianne. After she walked away Lucy asked Nathan and me, "where is her sister, Eleanor?"
I don't think I ever posted about the time the kids and I were eating lunch at Chick-fil-A and Lucy kept referring to the young man in the booth behind us as Mr. Darcy. The guys' girlfriend and I both found this to be pretty funny.
Is it bad that my three year old knows many of the characters from Jane Austen novels?