Sunday with Tink

My favorite conversation this week, before Thor and I's date night:

TINK: Why are you getting all fancy?* And why do we have a babysitter?
JACQUI: Because I am going out to a romantic dinner with my lover (fake smoochy noises).
TINK: Oh. What is Dada doing?

I'm not sure who she thinks is my lover. Probably the squirrel guy. But we are no longer an item since I think (hope) he took the last squirrel away. Also, I need boyfriends who arrive on time and don't leave squirrel-fur-encrusted blobs of peanut butter on my walls.

Tink published a book this week. It's called The Crisp Boo, and it's a humorous ghost story. A kid comes home to an empty house and a blood-covered note that says, "I am lost. Please find me. Love, Mom." Sweet hook, eh? Tink worked hard on it, so I let her type it on my laptop and print it out to illustrate and bind with staples. At the end of the book, she made an "About the Author" page. As she was coloring it, we talked.

TINK: Mama, you get to decide which of my stories we make into books.
JACQUI: Yes.
TINK: And you help me fix them first.
JACQUI: Yes.
TINK: Mama, you are like my editor!

Oh, the power!