There’s this thing about moving. Not being able to find stuff. You know, like, the toilet paper. But we have that now. And only 5 boxes or so left to go. So this is good!
Except some of Kami’s little toys are missing. So she took to Siri for help.
“Siri? Do you know where a toy store is where I can buy some Sofia dolls?
“I found a few toy stores fairly close to you.”
>She jumps up and down – hair bouncing in the air – “MOMMY! SHE FOUND SOME TOY STORES CLOSE TO ME! CAN WE GO RIGHT NOW?” I said, “Not now, kiddo. We’ve got some schoolwork to finish up. We’re just gonna have to find them.”<
“Siri? How many minutes to get to the toy store. My Mommy said we have to finish school first then we can go. So how many minutes to the toy store.”
“Let me check this on the web. Here’s what I found.”
>She brings up search results for “nearby schools”.<
“Uggggh! No, Siri. Not schools. Sofia. SOFIA SOFIA SOFIA. I need my Sofia toys.”
“I’m sorry Chris, I can’t look for places in Bulgaria.”
“Siri? This is my last hope. Ok. We had two Sofia dolls and we can’t find them in the purple bag. Do you know where somebody put them when we moved to philadelphia?”
“I’m sorry I don’t know where Bulldogs games are having purple mash, Chris.”
“UGGH! I’m NOT CHRIS! Oh I think I have failed.”
“That is an interesting question, Chris.”
>She gives me back the phone. Completely dejected. Then picks it up again.<
“Mommy? I think I’ll give her three more hopes.”
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