Banana

When we first arrived in Chicago to visit the Spanish speaking side of the family, Sophia suddenly realized that she was in unfamiliar territory. She stood there in my tia's kitchen silently taking the experience in. Then with wide eyes she looked up and whispered to Laura, "I don't know many words in Spanish, but I know banana."

Goldfish

Shouting from the kitchen:
S: There's a goldfish! There's a goldfish!
She runs into the living to where I'm sitting:
S: There's a goldfish in the kitchen!
Me: Uh, silverfish.
S: There's a silverfish!...

(I'd prefer it were a goldfish.)

Divine Design

Laura's Post:

Sophia: (walking in wearing Mark's shirt and a pair of leggings draped over her shoulder) "Do I look like God?"


Not really prepared for the historical or theological discussion on the first day of vacation BEFORE coffee. It's going to be a fun summer!...

Knock, Knock...Moo!

S: Knock, knock.
Me: Who's there?
S: Interrupting fish.
Me: Interrupting...
S: Moo!
Me: Moo? Fish don't say moo!
S: It's an interrupting fish cow. I made it up.
(I don't open my door for interrupting fish cows.)

Africa

Laura's Post:

Watching David Attenborough's amazing Africa documentary:

Me: Sophia, are you OK watching the giant carnivorous cricket eat the baby bird?
Sophia: (nonchalant) Yes.

She watches the scene unfold with calm and happy concentration while I get deeply traumatized. But we can't watch any movies with snowmen because the suggestion of melting causes trauma and heartbreak?

Is there a manual?

Tug-a-What?

"We played tug of walrus at school today!"

Help These Days

Laura's Post:

This afternoon while working in the garden:

Laura: Sophia, can you help me spread the soil?
S: No, I'm busy right now with my business (an imaginary bakery), but I can send you two girls, an older one and a younger one...But, you know, they can't do any work. They're imaginary...