My mom moved Harper's little table into the bedroom today so we could all eat lunch together. Apparently my mom and I were talking too much because Harper piped up and said a very loud, "Excuse me!" So we paused and looked at her. And she didn't say anything. And we kept talking. Then we heard:
"Hey! I didn't say excuse me for a fart, I said excuse me because I wanted a turn to talk!"
Then she sang part of a song about mashed potatoes.