Conversations with Kids

Today I painted Alisa's toenails and fingernails. It's a big deal, because I rarely paint my own (much too lazy) so she gets the shaft a bit. Actually, the last two times, Jake has painted them for her. Anyways, She found some little bottles of perfume from Clinique (I never wear perfume. Really, just too lazy. I promise this is not all about how lazy I am, but I am.). I explained what it was. She paused, and then...

Mom, I smell different.

What do you mean, different?

I smell stinky. Like old balls.

Old balls? You smell like old balls?

Yes, like the old bouncy balls that were in the bath. They were stinky. (longing look at the perfume)

Do you want some perfume?

Yes! Then I won't smell like old balls.

She keeps me laughing. Later, Scott came home for lunch. He commented she smelled funny. I told him about the perfume and how she smelled so good. Like an old lady! he said. I guess my perfume smells like old lady. Maybe it's time to give it away.

Jake keeps praying for the opportunity to be blessed. I like his word usage. He is also singing along with all the hymns, reading them. I am amazed. Grandma had to explain that even if we read faster than everyone is singing, we all need to sing together.

Brookie always wants "food" which is no surprise. However, I don't think she knows what food is, since no matter what I try to feed her, she still asks for food. I've given up, and just put some on her tray and let her keep asking.