We have never been more aware of what we say than now. Ava is like a little parrot that collects emphatic words and phrases that we say and regurgitates them at oppurtune times. Today Katie and I went to Homebase (British for Lowes). As we walked past a bathroom display, I watched my little "mini me" brush her hand lovingly over a toilet and mumer, "Gorgeous, just gorgeous". Yesterday she got into trouble for smacking Eli's behind. When asked why she did that, she replied in a very matter of fact manner, "He was being a little stinker, so he needed a paddle." Ava also likes to shout out "Dog-gone-it!" (or some very interesting variation) when she is frustrated. Eli has also been a bit of a cheeky monkey with his choice of words... If I don't answer by the second "Mommmmmmmy", I hear Neeeeeessss, Neeeeessssss! He even sounds just like Eric when he says it! His favorite "swear" is "Awwww Mannnnn" (think Dora).
Yesterday I let the kids watch Peter Pan for the first time. Afterwards I gave them a very long talk about how they can't really fly by shaking salt on their heads and thinking happy thoughts. I'm not really trying to ruin the childish magic of Disney, I simply have a certain brother that failed to fly when he jumped off the balcony (multiple times) after watching Wendy, John, and Michael do it so effortlessly. I can't remember if that was the third or the forth time he had his head stitched up...
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Dear Child, how you make me laugh...and remember my precious little parrots. It was often so much fun to hear you repeat your version of something you thought I said. But it also was humbling, and reminded me of the awesome responsibility a parent has in setting an example.
I'm glad you reminded Ava and Eli of their flying limitations. But even so, (and after remembering Michael's scalp) might I send some helmets? Love, Mom.
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