Monday night. The Coach and I were putting the girls to bed. I was at AK's bed, and he was at Claire's, and we were each going to read a book to them before saying good night.
Coach: Which book do you want to read, Claire?
Claire: Oh I know! (runs off to the kitchen and then comes back into the room holding her big girl Bible) Can we read about Pharoah and Moses?
Me: Alright, AK, you ready, baby?
AK: holds out a book to me
And in a strange and surreal kind of scene, we both began to read...
Coach: But the Lord said to Moses, “Now you shall see what I will do to Pharaoh; for with a strong hand he will send them out, and with a strong hand he will drive them out of his land.”
Me: Molly hates to have a soggy tush. 'No more diapers!' she says. What's Mom got? It's a potty for Molly! 'When you need to pee or poop, you can use your potty, Molly.'
AK loves to make one syllable words into two syllable words by putting a break in the middle of the vowel sounds. "I ate all my foo-ooood" or "Loo-oook, Da-aaaad, I ate all my lu-uuunch." Or if things get really crazy..."I got my shoo-oo-ooooes."
This is how AK likes to eat her oatmeal. We call it "Spikey Cheese Oatmeal."
AK had a great idea the other day.
"Mom. What if you made white potato sweet potato fries?! Would that be good?"
Wow, that would be good. They could call it...french fries.
Last weekend the girls saw a dead baby turtle on the side of the road. Claire cried for about an hour after they found it, but AK's reflection took place later that night, when she walked up to me with a pensive look on her face.
AK: I wish the baby turtle wasn't dead.
Me: Oh honey, I know. I wish he wasn't too.
AK: I wonder if the baby turtle wanted his mommy when he was getting dead.
Me: Oh, that's a sad thought! Does that make you sad?
AK: Yeah, that's why I was crying.
Me: That's why you were crying?
AK: Yeah. In my head.
Me: That's why you were crying in your head?
AK: Yeah. You want to watch Toy Story?
|"Look Mom! I look like Spotty Puppy!"|