An hour after the kids were tucked in we hear someone on the monitor.
4 year old her: (whining and crying from upstairs)
[I make my way to her room]
Me: What do you want sweetie?
4 year old her: Why did pig get stuck?
Me: Ummm...I don't know.
4 year old her: Do clouds make rain?
Me: Ummm...yes. Now go to sleep. I love you.
4 year old her: Why are your hands cold?
Me: Well, uh, it might be because I am eating an ice cream...which is now sitting on the table by the couch...melting!!
Okay, I didn't say that, but I thought it. Whatever I said, it got me out of there a few minutes later.
Then...10 minutes after that:
4 year old her: (whining and crying from upstairs)
Me: What's up sweetie?
4 year old her: What does clever mean?
Me: It means very smart. Should we take these headphones off? It's time to go to sleep.
After some clever negotiations, another quick science lesson, and a plan to get pig un-stuck, I am back downstairs, hopeful that my little dictionary-to-be will be asleep soon.
cute! I love that age. I do not like watching my baby Mabel growing up so quickly ;(
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