The Right Answer

When we moved, not all of our things were able to fit in the moving van, so we had to leave them with friends. This past weekend, we were able to get a few of the things back from the friends who came to see us. One of the things was a rocking horse that M-G and E received one Christmas from Nene and Poppa. When D-D saw that Mr. Dennis and Miss Dana did not take the horse home, she was very excited. She has loved getting up on the horse and rocking across our floor. This past Monday night she got on the horse and said, "Miss Dana and Mr Dennis have a horse just like this at their house, and now we have one, too!!!" (this was said in her own special- no-one-talks-like-D-D accent)

I then explained to her that the horse at their house was this one and that the horse is ours. I asked her, "Do you know who made this horse for you?"

Thinking she was so smart, and knowing what the answer is to most questions like this, she raised her hands in the air and said in a pleased and excited voice, "GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!" When she saw me smile and try not to laugh, she thought real quick, jumped down from the horse and, with a big smile on her face, yelled, "JE-E-E-E-SUS!!!!!!!!!"

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Yesterday morning we finally put away the Thomas train set that has been occupying most of D-D's time and imagination. I thought we had a pretty elaborate set-up...especially for a mom who is a little deficient in the arena of road and track set-up. After all pieces were in the box with the lid firmly on, D-D stood on top of the box and said, "Na-yow Ah'm a beeg girl!!" Then she jumps off of the box and says, "Na-yow Ah'm a lee-tole girl!!!" She did this several times, back and forth, back and forth. Finally she stood as tall as she could on top of the box and said, "Ah'm a beeg girl...but Ah'm not as beeg as God!!"

(note: Ah'm is her way of saying "I'm")

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One day within the past two weeks, D-D got on a kick about giants. That is all she would talk or ask questions about.

Mom? Do giants live in houses?

Mom? Will giants eat us?

Mom? Do giants sleep?

Mom? Can a giant live in this house?

Mom? Are there really giants in this world?

Why? Well, why? But, why? (the "why"s come regardless of the answer)

After a little bit of quiet and some deep thinking on her part:
Mom...giants don' have bebbies!!!!
(me: they don't? What do they have?)
They juss have weally beeg ke-yuds (kids)!!!