Me: Baby girl, you are beautiful.
My 3yo: I not bootiful!!
Me (horrified): Yes, you are!
Her: NO! I don't want bootiful!
Me: What are you then?
Her: Me. I me.
(remember when beautiful wasn't important? I don't.)
A dog surveys his kingdom.
Milk
4 year old: Mom, where does milk come from?
Me: Cows.
4yo: *suspicious face* Why?
Me: When a mommy cow has a baby cow, she needs to feed her baby so she makes milk. We can take that milk and drink it too.
4yo: *really suspicious face* Where does orange juice come from??
Me: Oranges.
4yo: Where does coffee come from?
Me: A plant.
4yo: Where does ketchup come from?
Me: Tomatoes.
4yo: Oh. Mommy?
Me: Yes?
4yo: Where doe the sea come from?
Me: Water from the sky and water from deep below the earth.
4yo: Everything is so cool.
Awesome
Me: Do you know why I like you? You're awesome.
4 year old: No, I'm not.
Me: Why not?
4yo: Because... because. Because... hmmm. No, I am awesome.
Space Station Flyover
Me: Girls come look! It's the International Space Station!
2 year old: SPACE!!
4 year old: WHAT? SPACE SHIP??
Me: Yeah there are people out there!
4yo: PEOPLE! I WANNA GO. QUICK WE HAVE TO GET ON!! LETS GO!!
Me: *sheds a quiet proud tear. That's my girl.
Merry Christmas Eve to all my fellow travelers. Never forget that adventure is out there.