Scene: Kids just before bed. Optimal time to ask in depth questions
Kaitlyn: Dad, were you born with a swear finger?
Me: I was. Everybody is born with that finger but it isn’t a swear finger unless you mean to use it for swearing.
Kaitlyn: No. I mean when your hand was born, did it have a swear finger?
Me: Yes, it’s there for everyone. Why do you ask?
Kaitlyn: No reason, I was just wondering.
I could not find out what had prompted the wondering.
Going for ice cream with Kaitlyn and Emilee. I had no cash and asked Emilee for a loan of $10. She ran upstairs and came down with $15 saying the $5 was for the tip. I noted that $5 was a bit much for the tip and Emilee replied that she didn’t care much about money. Kaitlyn chimed in saying she cares about people more than she cares about money…. all people… except bad people and the devil. I remain slightly skeptical about their Catholic education.
Brought home some pistachios, the kids preferred to call them embryos. It lead for some interesting comments like:
Kaitlyn: oopps, I dropped my embryo!
Emilee: Daddy, can I open your embryos for you?
Kaitlyn: This embryo won’t open!
Kaitlyn likes to go to Chuckie-Cheezits. She also still likes to listen to meuz-gik when she is going to sleep.
While spreading after-bite on my bug tasty daughter Kaitlyn, I asked if I had missed any. She pointed out a bite right next to the one I just fixed and announced:
“It has a neighbor!”
Daddy: Pandora sends us the music through wires much like a phone line…
Emilee (Age 7): So they know what music we are listening to…
a great initial connection… proud of my girl!
A warm summer day, loading kids into the car for Ella Sanford’s Baptism. Kaitlyn remarks on my Hawaiian shirt:
I like your bikini shirt, Daddy!
Ten hundred. Kaitlyn’s largest number.
… today we walked down to the circle and Emilee and Kaitlyn spotted a chipmunk that had been hit by a car. It was quite dead, but not really sqwooshed so it elicited a series of questions:
- Where is his eye?
- Where is his mouth? (head was crushed a bit)
- How did he die?
- Will he go to heaven?
All pretty standard questions for a young look at death… but then both Emilee and Kaitlyn wanted to say a little prayer for the chipmunk… so he will get to chipmunk heaven… They both walked back, clasped their hands together and were silent for a moment. I knew they were serious when Emilee crossed herself… Kaitlyn followed suit as closely as she could. In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit…. Afterwards Kaitlyn said “but Daddy… we didn’t say anything for the prayer!”
They want to come back tomorrow to make sure the chipmunk made it into heaven… I hope the neighbors give him a proper burial before we get back there… Emilee asked if I could talk to the train conductor tomorrow and get him to make the train go faster.
Emilee: (to Kaitlyn) Hold the cross like this…
Emilee: In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit…
Kaitlyn: In the name of the father…
Emilee: Now say “I wish mommy would come home early from her trip…”
Kaitlyn: I wish Danielle would come over for a play date!