Choose Your Words Carefully, Nonna

This happened last month while we were visiting San Diego (I haven't written much about that trip, actually, but I should say that Fiona had her best flight ever--no crying on the way out, and only one small fit on the way back).

Nonna took Fiona shopping for clothes and shoes while we were out there and arrived back home with multiple shopping bags. In the age old way that wives announce recent outlays to their husbands, Nonna held up the bags to Pop and said "do you want to see the clothes you just bought Fiona?"

Unfortunately, a three year-old is unusually literal minded. Fiona heard that and concluded, understandably, that the clothes were all selected by Pop. And so now every time she picks out a shirt or skirt or pair of shoes that Nonna found for her in San Diego, she declares "those are the [shirt/skirt/shoes] that Pop got me!"

You've only got yourself to blame for being cheated out of credit this time, Nonna.