The Princess has taken an interest in starting to read little words, asking me to write words so she can copy them and such, so I was sitting at the table with her this afternoon working on that. She asked a question, and I began to answer her. She immediately looked distracted and I could see she was tuning out (not uncommon) and no longer listening to what I was saying. All the sudden, out of the blue (in the middle of my answer, too) she says, “I’ve got mashed potatoes in my ears!”
Oh. Well, that explains a lot….
< Says a girl with a phone on her ear >
Hello? Bus driver? Are you here yet?…… ‘Kay, move on back. Got it.
Often times, Lidia likes to shower with me. I don’t mind because this is time that I get to spend with just her–no boys to step on her attention. We have great conversations in the shower (and plus it is much easier to wash all that hair of hers).
This morning, she joined me in the shower and we were talking about this and that. Suddenly she points to me and the following conversation happens:
L: What is those, mom?
M: You know what that is.
L: Breasts!
M: Yes, those are breasts.
L: I don’t have breasts.
M: Yes you do, they are just small. They will get bigger when you get older.
L: Yes. But your breasts aren’t up, they’re down.
<Mom stands in awkward silence for a moment, wanting to laugh but also lamenting the truth in that statement>
M: Yes…You are right about that.
King Daddy informed me of this conversation that began with him and ended with me.
L: I have a boo-tay, Daddy.
D: Yes, you have a butt. Everyone has a butt.
L: And I have a china. But not the boys.
<Lidia and Daddy come out of her room, Daddy snickering>
L (to Mommy): Mom, we have a china?
M: China? As in the dishes?
L: No…
D: No, as in the body part <he says, laughing>
M: OHhhhh!! <laugh> Yes, we have vaginas. All girls do.
L: Mommy, when I was a baby, you picked me up like the boys?
M: Yes, I picked you up a lot! But when the boys are 4 years old, like you, I probably won’t be able to pick them up much, either.
L: But Daddy can pick me up.
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M: Yes, Daddy is a lot stronger than I am.
L: Yes, you only have a little power <flexes her muscles>. Daddy has BIG Power <flexes her muscles some more>. I don’t have any.
Lidia, as she cleaned up her play dough mess today, was heard to sing the following song
“I love you, my sweety-pie Mommy
Sweety Pie, Sweety Pie
Sweeeeeeeeeeeee-teeeeeeeee Piiiiiiiiiie”
L: What’s your name, Mama?
M: Anna Chicquita Banana
[This is something I joke with her about often]
L: Nooooo, you’re Crystal Chicquita Banana! What’s my name Mama?
M: Hmm, what is your name?
L: It’s Brapes
[Lidia speak for grapes]
The boys is oranges and Daddy… Hmmmmm
[she makes a scrunched up, thinking face]
Daddy is Grapefruit.
There you have it, our family as a fruit bowl…
The Princess recently drew this little masterpiece on her easel’s chalk board. In the center you can see quite clearly the drawing that she labeled as a whale when showing us.
While King Daddy and I can sort of see the whale there… We really cannot help but see the resemblance to a certain microscopic green sea creature we have seen before…
What do you think?
As the Mommy, I really try to avoid swearing in front of the kids. I am really not much of a swearing person anyhow, but when I am in pain, my brain starts sending things to my mouth that might make a sailor blush. Usually I can intercept if the kids are around. Today I got my proof that I’m doing a good job substituting when Lidia stubbed her toe and promptly yelled out,
“OW CHI WA WA!!!”
*Snicker*
She is her mother’s daughter…
Today, Lidia was heard to say,
“I’m a big kid now, just like my Dad!”