Mimi Smartypants wins:
Yesterday she had a paperback copy of Existentialism and Human Emotions clutched in her grubby little fist, and she shrieked bloody murder when I tried to get her to release the Sartre.* In fact she would not relinquish it for any reason whatsoever, so it went in the crib with her for a nap. My baby’s existence so totally precedes her essence.
*Oh man it would be so funny** if Clash of the Titans was reworked to be all about philosophers/phenomenologists. “Husserl! Release the Sartre!”