Fishing. Perhaps not the sport of L’s future…
We really need to get out more...
- (...to farms. Or something.)
- In the car on a recent trip to VT:
- L: Mama, look at those horses. Aren't they nice?
- Me: Where?
- L: Over there.
- Me: Those are cows.
- L: Oh. Well, they are still nice.
L’s Christmas List
- Globe
- Hanging Chair
- Cuckoo Clock (with alarm)
- Miniature kitten family. That talks.
- Spy Kit
- Pretty island book (pictures)
- Picture book about evolution
- Spy book to help me be a real spy
(I am feeling like this is not a normal 5 year old girl Christmas list?? But maybe there is no such thing…)
L’s New Game
Involves pretending she is a kitten at a pet store waiting to be purchased by me. After I decide that I don’t want to buy (in this particular order) a bunny, a monkey, a komodo dragon or an owl. Upon purchase, I discover that she is actually a kitten who talks. Much to my amazement.
We’ve been playing this over and over again for days and it might break me. Which incidentally, is all part of her nefarious plan to obtain an actual kitten (she innocently informed me yesterday that she wouldn’t need to play the kitten game if she had a real one).
L fired me this morning. As her mother (at first I thought there might be some fire related game involved. But apparently she was dismissing me for poor job performance).
L has a new beau…
He has shoulder length blond hair, is approximately 3 inches shorter than her (because he’s 4 and she’s 5, they informed me) and on the day they met apparently went home and told his mother that he was in love with her. He’s a total charmer.
L has told me that what she likes best about him is that he’s slow and she’s fast and he cannot, therefore, knock her over on the playground. I feel like she’s really got her priorities straight…
L has spent the entire weekend pretending to be a kitten. Which has meant that she’s communicated primarily using meows and pantomime. And has crawled almost everywhere. Not our best weekend ever.
L and I are going on a (much anticipated) vacation to visit dear friends in England starting tomorrow. Here are her hopes for our trip:
- At least one pony ride (totally reasonable).
- Fox hunting (I think she means that she wants to see foxes. But still).
- Many opportunities to wear her fake fur vest. As she feels strongly that this is the most appropriate thing in her wardrobe for the sorts of excursions that she has planned in items 1 & 2…
