My little daughter is now three half and she is the queen of randomness. She’s a pretty jumbled-up person in thought, speech and action it’s kinda both amusing and maddening to be around her. She hasn’t lost a single shred of that bossiness she’s been born with, so you can imagine what living with this powerpuff is like, here at home everyday.
Can’t? Here’s a glimpse.
On being pretty, Part 1
Becks: Mama, you look so pretty in this.
Me: Oh thanks. Just simple t-shirt and shorts, babe. But thanks.
Becks: Erm… so what do you say to me?
Me: I said thanks for the compliment.
Becks: No… you shouldn’t say that. You should say, ‘You look so pretty too, Becky’.
On being pretty, Part 2
Becks: Korkor, you look so handsome!
Becks: So what do you say, korkor?
Ben: Becky, you look so pretty!
Becks: YES! That’s correct!
Me: So, what did you learn at kindergarten?
Becks: Erm… I forgot.
Me: How can you forget?
Becks: Because because because!
Me: Come on, don’t use what I always say, ok? Try harder to recall.
Becks: I already said I can’t. And the reason is because, because, because.
I ate God
Becks: Erm Mama, where is God?
Me: In heaven watching over you. In your heart, close to you.
Becks: (lifting her shirt) Erm… I just checked and He’s not in my heart.
Me: Yes, He is.
Becks: No, I think He went to my stomach.
Becks: Mama, I want to tell you something… You know, Abby has…
Me: Not now, please. Don’t interrupt when Dada and I are having a conversation.
Becks: (sits in silence)
A few minutes later…
Me: Ok, I’m done. So what is it you want to tell me.
Becks: Erm… erm…
Me: Something about Abby?
Becks: No la. Do you know that I dreamt of crocodiles in my dream?
Becks: And I want to buy purple shoes next time!