The Curse of the WHY

On our way to get medicine for Brother, Big Girl asked me a question.

Mom: I don't know.

Big Girl: Why?

Mom: I said, I do not know why. We can go learn why, later.

Big Girl: WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?!

Mom: Big Girl, I said I do not know why. When I say 'I don't know,' that means that I cannot tell you why. You should not ask me why anymore when I say, 'I don't know.'

Big Girl: Why can I not ask why?

Later, after we were back with the medicine for Brother, we gave him his first dose. After he took it, like a champ, Big Girl said:

What a good boy he is to take all of his medicine!

If only it were that fast...

In the car, on our way to the swimming pool...

Big Girl: Mommy, I am getting a suntan.

Mom: You are?

Big Girl: Yes, I am getting pink.
(Pink? Who told her that?)

Mom: You are?

Big Girl: Yes, I am getting pink, so I am getting a suntan.

Mom: Oh. And do you like getting a suntan?

Big Girl: Yes.

The Mind of a 3 Year Old

Today, we were heading home, and it was already lunchtime. I was very hungry and I know the kids were, too. Well, they had been snacking all morning and I had not. Nevertheless, it was time to get home for lunch.

Big Girl: Mommy, can I have a snack?

Mom: No snacks. We are going home to have lunch. I am VERY hungry, are you?

Big Girl: No, I 'm full. I ate a lot of food. I had spaghetti at a restaurant yesterdaaaaayyy. I had some cheese yesterdaaayyy. I had some soup yesterdaaaay. (pausing) I had some quesadilla yesterdaaaayyy. I had some peaches yesterdaaaaayyy. So I am very full.

Mom: Oh, you did eat a lot!

Big Girl: Yes, I did, and I am full.

PAUSE

Big Girl: So, can I have a snack?

Sidenote: The spaghetti was over a week ago, the soup and quesadilla was at least 2 days ago. If only I was "full" for that long.

Envy

Today, I let Big Girl pick a treat from the store. She picked out some candy and was very excited about it. While I was picking up some other items, she began asking me questions.

Big Girl: Mommy, if I eat this, will I get fat?

Mom: Well, if you eat too much of it, you can get fat.

Big Girl: And then I can be fat like Daddy?

Mom: Is Daddy fat?

Big Girl: Yes.

Mom: Oh, and you want to be fat?

Big Girl: Yes.

Well, I cannot argue with that. Although, Daddy is not fat.
After dinner, Big Girl patted her belly and said:

I'm so fat.

Mom in Training

My little Mom in Training enjoys doing things like Mommy. She loves to help and she loves to imitate. Today, I took Brother to storytime, and Big Girl wanted to go with us. I told her she could go, if she did not play and sat quietly. So, at one point, I turned around to see what she was doing and this is what I saw:She was "calling her friend Madeline." After storytime, we went through the library looking for books, and she led the way. While leading she said:

"This is the way I always wanted to go."

I apologize if you were in the library listening to her chant this as she led me and Brother around the library.

Then, during lunch, in the middle of the meal, I got up to get something out of the fridge. Whatever I was doing, I took out of the fridge and left the door open. My little mom in training said:

"MOMMY! There is smoke coming from the fridge! Close the door!"

Our day ended with a typical plea for a glass of water. I told her she did not need any water.

Big Girl: Can you please get Daddy?

Mom: Okay, but he is not going to get you water either. (I left and got Daddy.)

Big Girl: (to Daddy) Can you ask Mommy if I can have water?

The good news: she knows who is boss. The bad news: she figured out that Daddy has the best chance of persuading me.

OOPS!

After being away for almost two weeks, we had to restock the kitchen. It was bare. After a big grocery trip, while putting things away, I dropped a jar of food. It was glass. Luckily, it was a small jar. My little helper came in to check on the mess.

Big Girl: What happened?

Mom: I broke the jar. It's okay, I will clean it up.

Big Girl: (very sympathetically making a sad/upset face) Oh, God Bless America.

Mom: Yes, Big Girl, that's right.

Super Bossy Pants went to a New Level

Tonight, I took Big Girl in the stroller while I went on my run. When we got home, she took her bossy pants to a new level, when she began bossing her shoes around.

Big Girl: GET OFF SHOE! We're not going for a walk anymore! Get off shoe! We are home. We are not going for a walk anymore.

Daughter knows best

While visiting family, we went to visit "Aunt Bee." Her office is in a university library, and parking is a hike from the library. After our visit, Daddy went to get the car to pick us up. I went with the kids to the spot we usually go to pick up Aunt Bee when we take her to lunch, but Daddy went to a closer spot. The next day, on our way to pick Aunt Bee up at work, this is the conversation I heard in the car:

Big Girl: Daddy, why did you get lost?

Daddy: I didn't get lost, Big Girl

Big Girl: NO! Yesterday, when you got lost, why?

Daddy: I didn't get lost. Mommy just went to the wrong place.

Big Girl: NO! Why did you get lost? YESTERDAY when we were at Aunt Bee's work.

Daddy: Okay, I don't know why. I just went to the wrong place.

Big Girl: But Daddy, why?

Daddy: (resigned) I don't know. I didn't know how to find you.

Big Girl: We were at Aunt Bee's work. You just go RIGGHHHTTT. Right, right to Aunt Bee's work.