Remember: everything Simon Riley says is made up.

The afternoon glow from the sun came through the curtains while the kitchen was once again loud and lively as you did the dishes while little Sidney babbled about nothing and played with her food, still not eating it like you told her tooโ€”that was until Simon walked in holding his tea and then, there it was, "DA!" Sidney exclaimed in excitement as soon as her father walked in the room and turned to look at him as she bounced up and down in her high chair, gigging uncontrollably as she stretched out her tiny little hands in her father's direction. You both froze simultaneously at her sudden and clear words. "Well, Iโ€™ll be...what was that, Sid?" Simon asked, looking at his daughter in amused disbelief, while still holding his tea in his favorite mug.