My daughter is always saying the cutest things. She is so innocent in her thinking. I love that about her.
At the recent funeral of an uncle, A was confused about the whole event. During our hike to find the spot my uncle had chose to be buried A kept asking why we were there. I told her we were there for Uncle Warren's funeral. She looked so innocent when she hugged me around the neck and said "Momma, I don't know what that is, can you talk to me about it?" No matter how many times you explain death to a child so young it is not every really understood. I think this is because at this age reality and her imagination are all somewhat intertwined.
Yesterday evening while I was changing the sheets on her bed she came in to help me. She watched me tucking the sheets for a couple of minutes then told me "I want to help you, but I don't know exactly what you are doing."
During her bath before bed last night I heard her telling J that he was not washing her hair right. "Mommy always washes my hair first and uses the orange cup." Of course I was loving this, J - not so much. It seems the way I do things or what I say is the only way things are to be done. Unfortuantely for me the Mommy worship won't last forever.
A is going to turn 3 this week. I am loving this stage in her life where we can have an intelligent conversation, but she is still so very innocent. I am meeting this birthday with mixed emotions.
2 comments:
3 was hard for me with both my kids. when arryn turned 3 is was ready to deliver anytime, he was like a little man.
amiya on the other hand was lucky to make it to 3, i would have gladly given her away for a few year ;)
just wait until that little girl is turning 11, now that is hard.
I don't want to think about 11! A is already quick to tell me she isn't a baby, she's a little girl princess now.
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