that’s questionable

I often find myself remarking on the amount of questions Lydia asks me during any given day. She questions everything. So this past Monday, I wrote down every question she asked throughout the day, minus all the weird little situations (mumbling, questions while driving in the car, etc.). Here’s what I came up with. ___________________________________________________________ […]

i think i’ve made a huge mistake

Lydia looks up from a room completely filled with train tracks of all sorts to ask, “Can we go outside?” “Sure, once y’all pick up all these train tracks,” I reply. Lydia surveys the damage. “Can we go outside, then pick up the train tracks?” “No, because y’all promised me you would pick up these […]

kitchen complaints, episode two

**in which my daughter perfects the art of backhanded compliments** After we sit down to dinner, Lydia points at her applesauce, crasins, and salad. “Mommy, I like this, this, and this. I am pleased with this.” She looks back up at me and beams. “This is the first time you’ve pleased me!”

curses

Last night we attempted to force some culture on Lydia by watching Ghostbusters. Our conversations throughout the movie went something like this: Steven, referring to a bit of dialogue: “Lydia, don’t say that.” Me: “And don’t say that.” Steven: “And don’t ever say that.” Me: “Don’t use that word.” Steven and Me, together: “And don’t […]