Stuff She Says

What this kid has been saying lately:

:: On the costume her sisters will wear to her birthday party: "They won't wear a costume. They can come dressed as babies."

:: On the prospect of a pirate party for said birthday: "Yes, but I don't want to say, 'Arrrr, me hearties.' I just want to talk like a normal person." 

:: Often, for lots of reasons: "Isn't it wonderful?"

:: On being warned by me to be careful while jumping repeatedly from couch to floor: "I'm a superhero. I have the power."

:: Upon spilling most of her breakfast on the table and floor: "It's OK, Mummy, it doesn't have to be a problem."

Thank you, therapist.

Conversations

A conversation in the car this afternoon on the way to the local shopping centre:

Lola: Mummy, I've just told Stellie to stop saying "Dah-dah-dah" and "Yeah-yeah-yeah".

Me: Really? Have you told her what she CAN say?

Lola: Yes. "Car-car-car". "Stop-stop-sign". "Shop-shop-shoppingcentre". "Lo-lo-la".

An hour or so later, in the car on the way home from the local shopping centre:

Stella: Lo-lah! Lo-lah!

(I kid you not.)

Conversations #1

L and I are always chatting, and I'm always saying to myself, "I must write that down," when she says something particularly funny or insightful or bizarre. So I thought I'd begin a conversations series to record some of our special exchanges.

In the car on the way home from swimming -

L (age 3): Mummy, you're like a worm.

Me: (slightly offended, yet quizzical) Really? How's that?

L: You're really straight.

Me: (even more offended, sudden memories of high school, thinking I might cry if she tells me I'm square too) Oh, is that right?

L: Yeah, you're really tall and long.

Me: (relieved) Oh, I see.

This is the kid who was playing with a little girl in the park the other day and, when I went over to check on her, she said, "Mum, this is Charlotte. Charlotte, this is Greer." And that's her in the picture up there having a picnic with her teddies and dolls. (She's worn the Santa hat to bed two nights in a row now.)