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Sweet nothings

 

Last night Mallory whispered in my ear, "Mommy, you are my very best friend ever."

I hugged her and whispered back, "You're my best friend too."

She then looked very serious and said, "But when you were a little tiny baby and I was a little tiny baby I was sad because you couldn't be my mommy because you were so little."

I took a moment to untangle this, then tried to explain: "But when I was a little baby, you weren't even born yet."

"Oh." She didn't seem convinced. It reminded me of the weeks following Phoebe's birth, when, any time Mallory found herself alone in a room, she'd shout, "I'm all by myself in here!" During this time, for some reason I mentioned our wedding and Mallory asked if she'd been there. I said no, and she burst into tears and said, "But I must've been sad being all by myself!"

But back to last night. I told her, "You weren't born yet, but the whole time I was growing up, I wished that someday I would have a little girl like you. And now I do!"

"You wished for ME?" she asked.

"Yes, and my wish came true!"

Then, because things were getting entirely too sweet, Mallory said, "You sure didn't wish for Phoebe, did you?"

ART for the Day

I've entirely forgotten this feature of my blog, which is greatly ironic. But here's something: Mallory used to call the doorbell the dingbell, as in "I want to go ring the neighbor's dingbell." Now she has the noun right but not the verb; now she says, "I want to go ringding the doorbell." Ha!

Oh, and this one is starring my sweet nephew Rhett. It was a few days after Christmas, 2003, and his mom was telling him that it was time for them to leave Grandmom and Granddad's house and go back home. Rhett did not want to go at all and kept trying to convince Aimee they should stay. Finally he put his hands on her face and said very sternly, "Mommy. Listen to my eyes!"

As for the picture above...it's just evidence, as if evidence were needed, that 4-year-olds are weird. And also that I should mop more often. Posted by Picasa

Comments

aimee said…
Oh, I had forgotten about Rhett doing that! So funny! I am glad you "remembered" your ART for the day! I was wondering where it was!

Does Mallory have a thing with "the measure thingy" too? That is Noah's fave right now.

And, typical older sister. Can't you just see Jana saying that about you? :) When she was Mallory's age, not now. Just had to make that clear!
H Noble said…
Funny! When Kelly and Teresa asked my nephew Jared if he wanted another baby brother or sister (after they already had Tyler), he said, "No, I like this one."
Kids are the best!
Holly

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