This meant, of course, that Zoë and Dad had an evening to themselves. We had a great time. I got to play with Barbie (I was assigned the one that looks like Tinkerbell, who's name is "Twinkle"), and then we went to the playground, then we went for dinner and then ice cream. It was a great day. :)
During part of our day, Z and I were talking about the new baby in Mommy's tummy. I asked Zoë what the new baby's name was, and she said, with no hesitation, "Sophie".
Maybe she knows something we don't? :)