House of Estrogen

She Speaketh the Truth

Addison to J.C.: "Dad, we should really do something nice for mom because she's like the guard of our family. You're just like her assistant."

I like the way she thinks.

Go Team!

I love questions from seven year olds. I have no idea how their brains work or how their thought process gets them to the questions they ask, but I love it. This week, Addie said to me, "Mom, I was just wondering... are God and Jesus on the same team?  Or different teams?"  I paused for a moment and then responded, "They are on the same team."  She said, "OK. I was just wondering."

I can't help but wonder what sort of team God and Jesus are on together. Basketball? Hockey? Debate?  I didn't ask or pry. I just left it alone and smiled.

Absent

Yes, I know. I've been a bit absent here lately. I have some stuff going on, and I'm not feeling very bloggity right now. At least I smell like fresh strawberries though. There's that.

 

Dinner Time Conversation

Addison and I had a little dinner date tonight after her Daisy Scout meeting. Sometimes I really love conversations with a five year old. Tonight was one of those times.

Me: "How was your lunch today?"

Addison: "Good. I ate those little beans you gave me."

Me: <beans? I gave her beans? thinking... thinking...> "Beans? Do you mean raisins?"

Addison: "Yeah. That's it. Raisins. I ate those."

and a little later...

Addison: "Are pickles healthy?"

Me: "Um, well, sort of. They were originally cucumbers..."

Addison: "When? In the 1980's?"

Little Known Factoid about Pandas

From Addison:

Nina's a farter.

I'm a farter too.

Everyone in the whole entire world are farters.

At least once.

Except panda bears.

I Couldn't Make Up This Story if I Tried

Nina: "Hey Addie, Say 'S'"

Addison: "S"

Nina: "Now say 'H'"

Addison: "H"

Nina: "say I"

Addison: "I"

Nina: "say T"

Addison: "T"

Me: "NINA!?! Wha...."

Nina: "See Addie - you are an S.H.I.T... Super Hero In Training."

Addison was wearing this dress.

11:22 p.m.

11:22 p.m. - five year old gets up (after going to sleep about 7:30), says, "I don't think I brushed my teeth very well, so I'm going to brush my teeth", brushes her teeth, and goes back to bed.

Her dentist would be proud.

Preschool Lessons

There's reading, writing, and 'rithmatic.... and then there are the lessons learned from friends. Awesome.

Grocery List

While I was grocery shopping today, I received this text from J.C.  He had copied Nina's grocery list verbatim. It made me smile every time I looked at it. Bonus points to the first person to correctly identify every item on the list.

Dear ______, Thank you for the ______.

My mom was one of those mean mothers who was a stickler for thank you notes. After every Christmas and birthday, I remember sitting at the table having the importance of thank you notes drilled in to me and being made to write them. Like every child of a mean thank-you-note-writing-mom, I'm sure I complained. I'm sure I procrastinated. I'm sure many of my notes were hastily written, so I could run off to play. Looking back, I can honestly say, "Mom, thank you for sticking with it." Now, as an adult, the importance of a hand-written thank you note is understood, and I appreciate them that much more. There is no better way to show your gratitude. I'm trying my best to follow in my mom's footsteps as a mean thank-you-note-enforcer. I don't always succeed. Occassionally notes go out really late, through email, or (dropping my head in shame) not at all. Despite misses here and there, I want my children to grow up with the same foundation. To that end, we spent this morning at the kitchen table writing Christmas thank you notes.  If you've never made your five year old dictate a thank you note for you to write, you are missing out. Here are two from this morning.

Dear JoJo and Bubba,

Thank you for the P book. It will let me learn how to read because of letters. I like the letter R because it is my favorite letter in the whole state. I hope you can walk better soon.

Love, Addison

Dear Aunt L,

Thank you for the Wizard of Alls movie. I like it so much. I was wishing for it so much. How did you know that? I like the Wizard of Alls because I was wishing for it. My favorite is all of the sparkling shoes. The part of the movie I like is when the house got on one of the witches. Happy New Year!

Love, Addison

How sad would it be if I deprived the gift givers of notes like those.  My hope for my children is that one day they will appreciate the dying art of thank you note writing and continue the habit as adults. When I am a grandmother, I hope to get notes from my grandchildren about their favorite letter in the state and favorite part of the Wizard of Alls!