This morning, I was making my lunch and getting ready to leave for work. CJ and Lucy were in the living room having a conversation about something. I was only half paying attention when I heard, "Well, I can’t, but you can ask Daddy."
Lucy came into the kitchen and asked if I could touch the ceiling. I put down what I was doing, and reached up and touched the kitchen ceiling. I have to stand on my toes and stretch, and all that touches are the tips of my fingers, but I can get it.
That surprised CJ. "Woah! Well, can you do it out here?"
I walked out to the dining room, and repeated the feat, again, reaching it with just the tips of my fingers.
Then Lucy piped up, "No. I expect the MIDDLE of your hand."
I was stunned. "Wait – what? You ‘expect’? You EXPECT?!?" What is this?!?"
She just giggled.