It’s amazing how kids learn. It’s so totally effortless. There are always the examples of four-year-olds casually using curse words in polite company, much to their parents’ embarrassment, or course. Yesterday, on the other hand, Lucy was walking around the house with her Fish do the Strangest Things book, standing on top of things, holding the book in front of her, and proclaiming, “A reading from Saint Paul. Babies and sisters…” I stopped in my tracks. She is clearly paying much closer attention while she wiggles away through Mass than we have been giving her credit for. (I asked about the “babies”, and she seemed to think that made more sense than “brothers”, which is understandable I guess since she has a severe lack of brothers at the moment.) Anyway, we are redoubling efforts to have such good influences and Saint Paul and his letters around, so that her osmosis can do its thing.
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Kid quotes
Lucy: I can’t help pick up. It really gives me a headache.
That’s right, she skipped a few years, and is now sixteen. In case you hadn’t heard already.
Intense! I mean…
Craig: “Lucy, why are you so intense?”
Lucy: “I’m not intense!”
Craig: “Yes, you are!”
Lucy: “I’m not in tents, I’m right here!”
Sweet Potato
The part of the conversation I caught between Lucy and the sweet potato in the (new) microwave (thank you Fr. R.B.!):
“…because you’re my dinner and I’m warming you up.”
Nursery Rhymes, Big Easy Style
Lucy: Row, row, row your boat, gently down the street!
That’s right, only in New Orleans.
The Blue Slinky
We were playing with a blue slinky the other day, and it sat still in an arch. I said “It looks like a rainbow.”
Lucy said, “Yes! It has lots of beautiful colors! Like blue. And also, blue!”
It’s true, the slinky was only blue. I laughed really, really hard, and Lucy didn’t quite understand why.
Mommy’s Little Helper
[In the car, on the way home from Craig's work]
Craig: Lucy, were you good today? Did you help mommy?
Lucy: Yes! I pushed Samantha down!
Jury is out on how or why that was “helpful”.
My Mountain?
[The background of the computer comes up with one of those pre-loaded picturesque scenes of mountains]
Lucy: We have to get me one of those mountains!
Samantha’s Birth Story – Lucy’s Version
Lucy gave us the synopsis of Samantha’s birth this morning. It went more or less like this:
“We drove to that house, and Mommy pooped in the bathtub. You (Mommy) did a good job. And that was Samantha!”
And we laughed.
Later, I heard Craig doctoring Lucy’s scraped knees while I was feeding Samantha. He said, among other things, and over her screams,
“You know, a lot of your pain is psychological.”
And I laughed. Hard. Never a dull moment here!
Doughnut, anyone?
We told Lucy we were going to go to the doughnut shop with B-Bob and Mimi. She says, with great enthusiasm,
“I can get a vitamin doughnut!”
I said, “Huh?”
The mystery has been solved. Apparently the sprinkles on top of the doughnuts are “vitamins”. Who knew! I feel healthier already.
