On Her Behavior
Sometimes I make a special day a long day by being naughty.
This kind of serious self-reflection is unusual for her, but no one can argue that she isn't right. We've had some very long days lately.
Get a baby, mush her up, and put her in a mama.
I love you, little sister, my dear little blue eyes.
Time to get up!
When I grow up to be a Mama, I will teach the big kids. At night. And I will leave my baby alone.
Mama! All Saints Day is coming!
On How Babies Are Made
Get a baby, mush her up, and put her in a mama.
This was after I explained how apple seeds grow more apples and pumpkin seeds grow more pumpkins. She is very concerned lately about babies growing inside of mommies, despite the fact that we are not currently growing a baby. The other day, she shoved a baby doll up her shirt, then pulled it out and said, "He's being born head first."
On Her Baby Sister
I love you, little sister, my dear little blue eyes.
She is generally sweet to Little Bo Peep, and I think "my dear little blue eyes" is an adorable nickname.
Upon Hearing the Bells Ring During the Consecration at Mass
Time to get up!
This was, of course, the Mass in the extraordinary form, and she was the only person making any noise at all at this moment. Later, Bo Peep, also made an impression when she saw another blonde-haired blue-eyed baby and suddenly flung herself across my lap screaming, "Babyyyyyyyy!" I think she thought it was her reflection.
On Being Left Home While I Teach CCD
When I grow up to be a Mama, I will teach the big kids. At night. And I will leave my baby alone.
She doesn't actually seem to mind when I leave to teach on Monday nights, nor is she left anything even close to alone, but I can see she has big plans for her future. She often talks about what she will do when she is a Mama, and it typically involves typing on computers and writing with pens.
On Belief...
Mama! All Saints Day is coming!
This is only funny because she shouted it out while we were walking with the stroller after several moments of silence. Later the same day, she also randomly called out, "John the 23rd! John Paul the 2nd!" while eating her lunch.
...And Unbelief
Santa Claus is not real, Mama.
I had to be told at age 10 that Santa does not exist, so naturally I have no idea how she arrived at this conclusion. When I expressed my unwavering belief in Santa, however, she just looked at me like I was a complete idiot. I predicted she would be hard to sell on this idea. I just hope she doesn't ruin it for her sister as the years go by.
My 4-year-old is the same way. She's been telling me for years that the Tooth Fairy is just mom and dad. I guess it takes off the pressure! I love that you write down the cute and funny things she says, you're going to be so glad you have that when she gets older!
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