Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daughter. Show all posts

Friday, February 12, 2010

The Innocent Musings of a Four Year Old

Last night, I read to my daughter the story of The Gingerbread Man.  She loves this story, and has been asking for it these last couple of nights.  After the story, I told her I would lie down with her for a while until she fell asleep.  She is normally a very active child from morning to night, so she will stay up 'till 9:30 if I don't keep her company for a while.  Anyway, I closed my eyes and relaxed but she was being way too quiet.  She would normally at this point be asking for water, another story, another kiss and a hug, a different pj etc., so I opened my eyes and looked over at her.  She was staring off, deep in thought.  I asked her what she was thinking about.  She said she was wondering why the gingerbread man was able to run faster than everybody else, and how was the fox able to eat the gingerbread man, and how does the gingerbread man run anyway?  Isn't he a cookie?

I wish she would stay four years old forever.  I love being her number one, I love that she is so honest when I ask her a question, I love that she needs me.  She is so funny and happy and loving and generous.  Pure of heart.  Those words come to mind when I think of my daughter.  I wish I could have ten more just like her.

Monday, December 29, 2008

THE PEANUT BUTTER INCIDENT


I just had to share this with everyone. My three year old daughter got the peanut butter out while I was in the shower. She opened it and put both her hands in it all the way to the bottom. What a mess! I don't know what she was thinking. Maybe she thought how cool and squishy it felt, or maybe she was looking for a prize at the bottom of the jar. Who knows! I took her to the computer room and with a stern look on my face (it was really hard not to laugh) I told her to stand still so I can take her picture. I then washed it all off ( and she had smeared it all over herself) and promptly sent her to her room to think about what she had done! And what did I then do? I sent the picture to everyone on my email list, of course! Too funny, I can't wait to scrapbook this one!