Ow ouch. Ow ow ow. Ouch.
What’s wrong honey?
You hurt me.
What part of you did I hurt?
You hurt my feelings when you talked to me in a rude voice.
Superman and Batman is my imaginary friends. And I’m theirs.
5 minutes later
But I’m not imaginary..?
Okay Dee, your turn.
I spy with my little eye something that is flying through the air.
Is it Superman and Batman?
YES! They came to play wif me!
*Proceeds to play hide and seek with her imaginary friends*
You two are arguing so much today. It seems as if you would argue over anything. I bet you’d even argue over who likes chocolate more!
Well I like chocolate infinity.
I like chocolate even more than that!
You can’t like it more than infinity that’s impossible.
Yeah, I can.
No you can’t.
Yeah I can.
A poem:
There’s snow on the car, there’s snow on the trees.
There’s always snow in the backyard after I sneeze
Inspired by Lying on Things by Dennis Lee.
What would you like on you toast?
Only butter
Ok.
Only butter, because I hate everything in the whole wide world. Except for butter.
I’ll be Obi Wan Kenobi
Itchy:I’ll be Darth Vader
And I’ll be Spiderman.
later
I’m is Princess Leia and Batman mixed up together.
Why are you having such a hard time falling asleep tonight?
Because I HATE falling asleep. And I HATE mornings.
Why do you hate mornings?
Because I only get two choices, toast with jam or cereal with milk.* And I HATE toast with jam.
But you like cereal.
But I HATE how it gets mushy and you say “get back in your chair or your cereal will get mushy” whenever I get up to play. And I HATE mushy cereal. I only like cereal with no milk.
Oh. But then we take Raphie to the bus and you get special time with mommy.
But then I ask “where’s Raphie” and you say at school, and then I miss him and I HATE that.
Some mornings are pretty miserable it’s true.
*totally untrue - she does usually only get two choices, but we never suggest toast with jam since she HATES it so much.
In the middle of the night.
Mommy, mommy!
*stumbles across hall*
Why do you need Mummy so much?
‘Cause her is my grown up.
Wow Dee, you are getting so big!
So I can go in the ball pit at ikea now?