It’s fun to watch as your kidlet develops more of their personality and sense of humor. Living with two, sarcastic, (former) East Coast parents is setting quite the stage for A. Here are some gems…
Stage: School lunch. Parent helper in the classroom. We had pieces of vanilla/chocolate chip cake in the freezer to pop into her lunch box from time to time, when we’re feeling generous…
Helper – wow A, that sure looks like a good treat! What is that?
A – My daddy calls it cake.
Stage: Woodland Park Zoo, somewhere along a path. Black crow on the fence. Norman has affectionately named two crows that hang out by our house Fred & Ethel. We like to joke that they follow us around.
Me – Hey A, look, Fred came with us to the zoo today!
A – (exasperated) No Mommmmm….that’s Ethel. Jeez!
A – Why do you even say Maybe?! Maybe always means No!!
Me – (no response)
Stage: Dinner time. Norman and I are having our “adult” conversation after A has already been excused. She has been playing around with a loose tooth for a few days. A comes running downstairs mumble-screaming…
A – People!! Hello people! People look at this!!
A is holding a small bloody tooth in her hand, slobbering, with a big-ass cheesy grin
Stage: Picking up A from the YMCA talking about the new year, 2010.
A – How do you say the year? Like, is it 2-0-1-0? Or something else.
Me – Typically people would say either twenty-ten or two-thousand ten.
A – Wow. So, what happens when it’s two-zero-nine-nine? What’s the next year?
Me – That would be 21-hundred, or two-thousand-one-hundred. But people will more likely say 21-hundred
A – Will I be alive then?
Me – You could be, you would be pretty old, but you could be. Not me and Daddy though, we won’t be around then.
A – So then, what happens at two-nine-nine-nine? What’s the next year?
Me – That would be the year three-thousand.
A – NO WAY! That’s like – infinity! It just keeps going?
Me – Yes, the years keep ticking by, at some point, the year will have 5 numbers in it instead of 4.
A – So will I be alive in the year 3000?
Me – I don’t think so. You would be almost a thousand years old. Unless there is some crazy science-technology thing sometime soon, you won’t be alive then.
A – Good!
I should write these down more often.