Faith has been very concerned about her birthday lately. This morning while getting ready for church, we asked her what she would like for her birthday. She thought about it for a moment and then decided that she wanted a "boy Barbie". She also stated that "Daddy could buy it because he likes men."
After I stopped laughing, I told her that was a very good idea. :)
Faith looked very nice today for church in her new yellow dress with pink flowers. (An Easter present from Gramma.) She especially like the ruffles in the skirt. This was apparent when during the church service she started wiggling her butt to make the ruffles swing back and forth. Nice.
Other than that, we're all just waiting for tax season to end next Monday. yippee!
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Dad called this morning at 7:00 to let us know the good news. He has a new filly. I woke up Faith so he could tell her personally. She was sleepy but happy to hear the news.
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Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Stream of consciousness
Virginia Wolfe must have talked to a four-year old before she developed her stream of consciousness style. Wolfe has nothing on the meandering mind of a kid.
I put Faith to bed tonight and then 15 minutes later heard the "Moooooooom" chant coming from her room. (Nowadays, she has to yell really loud to get us to hear since she has decided that her door must be closed when she goes to bed.)
I went upstairs to have her tell me she is scared of the sounds. (We have a pretty good wind storm/rain storm going on outside.) She wanted to get up, but when that didn't work she switched tactics and wanted me to stay with her for a few minutes to talk. The conversation went something like:
F: "Mom, what are those sounds?"
M: "It's just the wind, and little rain."
F: "Mom, I think you have a cold." She reaches up to feel my forehead, and then kisses it to test for a temperature (my standard solution to not wanting to trot downstairs in the middle of the night to find a thermometer).
F: "Yup. Mommy, you definitely have a cold."
M: "I don't think so."
F: "Why do I get like this?"
M: "Like what?"
F: "So scared that I want to be with you all the time." Big hug. (A good strategy to avoid me leaving...dial up the love.)
F: "Is this storm in Florida?"
M: "No. Florida is pretty far away and they don't have the same weather that we do. It's warmer there."
F: "Charlotte and Laaaaaura. Chinese. It's a long drive to Chinese."
M: "You mean China."
F: Laughter. "China. China is your privates." (Why does every conversation lead to body parts?)
M: "No China is a country. Vagina is part of your body."
F: Laughter. "Vagina. Vagina. Vagina is your privates."
M: "Time to go to sleep."
I put Faith to bed tonight and then 15 minutes later heard the "Moooooooom" chant coming from her room. (Nowadays, she has to yell really loud to get us to hear since she has decided that her door must be closed when she goes to bed.)
I went upstairs to have her tell me she is scared of the sounds. (We have a pretty good wind storm/rain storm going on outside.) She wanted to get up, but when that didn't work she switched tactics and wanted me to stay with her for a few minutes to talk. The conversation went something like:
F: "Mom, what are those sounds?"
M: "It's just the wind, and little rain."
F: "Mom, I think you have a cold." She reaches up to feel my forehead, and then kisses it to test for a temperature (my standard solution to not wanting to trot downstairs in the middle of the night to find a thermometer).
F: "Yup. Mommy, you definitely have a cold."
M: "I don't think so."
F: "Why do I get like this?"
M: "Like what?"
F: "So scared that I want to be with you all the time." Big hug. (A good strategy to avoid me leaving...dial up the love.)
F: "Is this storm in Florida?"
M: "No. Florida is pretty far away and they don't have the same weather that we do. It's warmer there."
F: "Charlotte and Laaaaaura. Chinese. It's a long drive to Chinese."
M: "You mean China."
F: Laughter. "China. China is your privates." (Why does every conversation lead to body parts?)
M: "No China is a country. Vagina is part of your body."
F: Laughter. "Vagina. Vagina. Vagina is your privates."
M: "Time to go to sleep."
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
A plan for the future
Faith has decided that she is going to marry Daniel Cook because they look alike.
Daniel is an older man (about 9) on TV, with red hair. I haven't passed this by George yet, but I'm sure he's going to want her to wait until she's at least 30 before she considers any boys, red-haired or otherwise.
Daniel is an older man (about 9) on TV, with red hair. I haven't passed this by George yet, but I'm sure he's going to want her to wait until she's at least 30 before she considers any boys, red-haired or otherwise.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Just a little ditty....
Faith and I were supposed to be in Hamilton last night and today at her cousin's house, but Aunt Kim got strep throat, we changed our plans. Faith was just a little disappointed, but bribery with McDonald's helped quite a bit.
Today was had a play date with one of her school friends. Emily has a tonne of Polly Pockets, which Faith is obsessed with (hint, hint...birthday is coming). They are tiny little dolls with teeny tiny clothes and teeny, teeny, teeny tiny shoes that are easily sucked up in the vacuum cleaner. Perfect for kids! :)
When we got home, Faith was sitting at her craft table when I hear her singing:
Does your penis hang low?
Does it wobble to and fro?
Can you tie it in a knot?
Can you tie it in a bow?
Does your penis hang low?
Yikes! So I ask where she learned this. Her response, "Janice."
Now, Janice is about 50 years old and is one of her daycare teachers, so I was highly skeptical at her answer. I probed further, and her response was, "I was just experimenting with the words."
Great. A creative kids. Just don't do it at school!
Today was had a play date with one of her school friends. Emily has a tonne of Polly Pockets, which Faith is obsessed with (hint, hint...birthday is coming). They are tiny little dolls with teeny tiny clothes and teeny, teeny, teeny tiny shoes that are easily sucked up in the vacuum cleaner. Perfect for kids! :)
When we got home, Faith was sitting at her craft table when I hear her singing:
Does your penis hang low?
Does it wobble to and fro?
Can you tie it in a knot?
Can you tie it in a bow?
Does your penis hang low?
Yikes! So I ask where she learned this. Her response, "Janice."
Now, Janice is about 50 years old and is one of her daycare teachers, so I was highly skeptical at her answer. I probed further, and her response was, "I was just experimenting with the words."
Great. A creative kids. Just don't do it at school!
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
Who says TV isn't good for your kids?
Faith and I were having supper tonight when she looked at me and said, "Take chances. Make mistakes."
Thinking this was a pretty profound statement for a four-year old, I asked, "Where did you learn that from?"
"TV!" she replied.
OK...teachable moment, I think. She heard it on the Magic School Bus that morning. (Every morning she gets up and eats breakfast in our room while we get ready for work. This means watcing the Magic School Bus...which is actually a pretty educational show.)
So, we talked about why taking chances and making mistakes was a good idea.
I like TV. :)
Thinking this was a pretty profound statement for a four-year old, I asked, "Where did you learn that from?"
"TV!" she replied.
OK...teachable moment, I think. She heard it on the Magic School Bus that morning. (Every morning she gets up and eats breakfast in our room while we get ready for work. This means watcing the Magic School Bus...which is actually a pretty educational show.)
So, we talked about why taking chances and making mistakes was a good idea.
I like TV. :)
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