She is still her adorable, giggly, sharp-as-a-tack self, constantly changing and growing and surprising me. This week she counted to thirteen. I had no idea she could count to ten, much less thirteen. Last time I asked she only got to three.She loves to carry around her Daddy's old cell phone, telling me, "I have to check my email."
She still loves preschool, her teachers, all of her friends, and lunch. Lunch is now her favorite topic of conversation when I pick her up. She'll say, "I had ih-in (chicken)," or "ah-ee-o-ee (ravioli)" or some other yummy school food. But she was most excited the day she came home to tell me she drank chocolate milk. From A Straw, Thankyouverymuch! She still can't do the straw thing 100% of the time, but she is making progress that we are seriously proud of.
Another of her new favorite pastimes is telling jokes. But let's face it, she is only three, so you probably have a good idea of how bad these jokes are, even if they make sense, which they usually do not. But what she really wants to do is to make us laugh, so she will find a way to do it.
The other night I was putting her to bed, and she told me not to let Mrs. Claus get her.
Let me back this story up a bit.
All throughout Christmas, she kept telling me not to let Santa get her. Thankfully we never saw the big guy, but she kept saying this. So finally, one day while the boys were at school, I sat her down, and we had the talk. You know, the one about you-know-who and who really brings the presents. We went over the details several times to make sure she understood she was safe, and then I told her that the boys didn't know this yet, and it was a secret. I asked her if she could pretend with me. She nodded yes. I figured, hey, what have I got to lose? If she spills the beans, they aren't going to understand her anyway, and if they do, they probably won't believe her. (And even if they do, I am so ready to be done with Santa. I never told my kids about him in the first place. But that is a topic for another post.)
So fast forward back to the story.
Kate: Don't let Mrs. Claus get me.
Me: Now, you know that Santa and Mrs. Claus aren't real, don't you?
Kate: (Head nod)
Me: And who brings the presents?
Kate: Mommy and Daddy
Me: That's right. But we pretend for Ben and Will don't we?
Kate: No, I told them.
Me: You told Ben and Will that Santa isn't real?
Kate: Yes.
Me: Did they believe you?
Kate: Yes.
Me: REALLY?
Kate: (Hysterical laughing)NO!!! I joking!
See what I mean? I have quite the comedian living here.
6 comments:
Your Kate is a doll! Our daughter is also cleft-affected, and I can soooo relate to "ih-in" and "ah-ee-o-ee!" Yep, I can hear Sadie saying it the exact same way! ;)
We have two boys, too! ... lots in common!
I loved the Kate NaNa update. you are so blessed. I can imagine her now telling her jokes, & Laughing Hysterically, when makes everyone laugh.. you are a good mommy! Keep up the good Work. God will reward you. I taught the 3 yr old class at church today.. WHAT a fun AGE!! I told one 3yr old to keep her name tag on so her mommy could pick her and I could make sure her mommy got the correct child... a while later a different 3 yr old brought be her sticker/name tag, and said... here, I wanna go home with you... : ) LOVED them innocent babies. Wishin' my boys were still 3. : )
SHerry
I especially like the last snap. Your Kate looks so proud of herself.
Wanda (At Last...)
Love your post as usual! Love Kate too!
Kate NaNa is adorable! And she sounds like she is something else!
Love the story about Mrs. Claus!
Thanks for sharing this Sunday Snapshot :)
That's funny!!! We don't "do" Santa either... I'm really hoping Adelyn doesn't ruin it for other kids. I've explained that other parents and children like to play that game, so we shouldn't ruin their fun. We made it through this year. :)
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