As we are preparing to go out of town to visit the up nort grandparents, I am in my room getting the kids’ clothes together. Lidia walks in and says “Mom, we need to go.”

My response: Well, we have to wait until Daddy gets home from work and finish packing.

Lidia sighs, puts one hand on her hip (and she may have even rolled her eyes, I’m not sure), then says, “Mom, this is dikalus”

Mom (struggling not to laugh): Oh, this is ridiculous?

Lidia: Yes this is dikalus, we need to go to Yaya’s