antique

A about a week or so ago Zuzu lovingly announced that I was "antique".  I'm thinking she heard the word on Martha Speaks although I'm also thinking she may be confusing it with the word "unique". This morning she wanted to know what "antique", "magnificent", "anxious" and "irritated" meant.  I'm not sure what the relationship between these words is, unless she believes they all define me, but she was especially concerned about antique.

This afternoon we went mini golfing with some friends. This has absolutely nothing to do with Zuzu's new vocabulary obsession other than the fact that these photos looked especially yummy when I "antiqued" them. And so we have a blog post.  I think.