Her day was goat-centric.

What's fun about when your kids start talking is that you get to see inside their heads and find out what parts of the day stick in there.

I brought up the fair today, and about how Eleanor rode a pony and ate a donut, and she thought for a minute and said, GOAT! And I was like, Yes, you patted a goat. And she was like, 'hniff, 'hniff, 'hniff, and sort of waved her hand at her neck, and I was like, Yes, he sniffed you in the neck.

And then she looked at me all appalled and was like, Skirt. And I was like, YES, he DID try to eat my skirt.

And then she shuddered and sort of patted me on the thigh, like, There there.