Conversations with Palmer

While playing with Legos today:

P: Mom where de dindustons dor my mo-ordykle?
M: Where are what?
P: De dindustons.
M: Oh, where are the instructions for your (Lego) motorcycle?
P: Yeah.
M: They're in the box over there.
P: Oday.

4.5 + 1

Yesterday was your half birthday, which means today you are closer to five than four. I’m not the type to get all weepy about it, but I’m definitely sentimental and aware that you are one short school year away from being a school-aged child.

We celebrated appropriately with your favorite foods (corn on the cob and shells and cheese) and a half-dozen of your favorite flowers (sunflowers). Sidenote: I love that you’re only four (and a half) and already have a favorite flower. We’ll be planting some in the backyard next spring.

You’ve really grown up this summer. You’ve always been pretty shy around new people, but now you’re introducing yourself to new friends and are more willing to try new things. You’re really excited about going back to school in a couple of weeks. You had a good long cry after learning the devastating news that your two best friends will not be in your class, but you seem to be AOK with it now. You’ve been telling us that you’ll get to play on the big kid playground with the tire swing and basketball court. You’ve even been wearing your uniforms around the house.

You still have an amazing sense of style. Today at the gym one of the mothers commented on the awesomeness of your shoes (you had on pink cowgirl boots with a summer dress). You’re always requesting that I wear dresses and high heels and don’t understand why I can’t wear such niceties to play outside. I am trying to look nicer for you. I recently bought some new dresses and girly shoes. Maybe one of these days I’ll actually wear them.

Conversations with Georgia - This One's for Pops

You have come up with some seriously challenging questions lately. You're also really good at follow-up questions. Just when I think I've successfully fumbled my way through a response, you come up with another question. It's very humbling.

For example, at the pool today...

Georgia: Look, mommy, I'm swimming like a baby!
Mommy: But you're not a baby.
G: Nooooo. I used to be a baby.
M: Do you know who else used to be a baby?
G: You!
M: Yep, me. But guess who else used to be a baby? Pops.
G: Pops was never a baby!
M: Oh, yes, he was.
G: Was he a baby after you?
M: No, he was a baby before I was a baby.
G: (pauses to think things over) Was Pops the first baby ever?
M: No, there were lots of babies before Pops.
G: (another thoughtful pause) When was Pops born?
M: He was born in the 1940s.
G: (pause) Is Pops the oldest person in the whole entire world?
M: No, he's just the oldest person you know.
Palmer: Yeah he dus de odest perdon you know.

Conversations with Palmer

While watching Little Bear before bed tonight you came up to me and matter-of-factly said:
Palmer: You my mommy
Mommy: Yes, I am your mommy
P: (turns around and pats your bare bottom) and dis my boddum
M: Yes, that is your bottom

Then you returned to your favorite spot on the floor and went into a Little Bear trance.