I think there are few things as exciting as turning four. And this girl has been over the moon about everything birthday this year. She requested “eggs with bacon sprinkles” for her special breakfast, strawberry cupcakes with pink frosting and pink sprinkles, and potato soup for dinner.
This morning we were sitting on the floor and she was trying to talk me into letting her play on my phone and eat a sucker. Instead I said, “What if I interview you?”. She was so excited…. and she had no idea what an interview was. Ha. I love her so much. (Her words are in bold)
Hello.
Hello.
What is your name?
What is your name?
No, no. In an interview, you don’t repeat the question, you answer it. What is your name?
Pickle.
Um, your real name.
Eliza. E-L-I-Z-A
What is your favorite thing to eat?
Mac and cheese. Um, mashed potatoes and that’s all.
When you get up in the morning, what do you look forward to?
Breakfast. You need to eat breakfast. Lunch, dinner and supper. When are we going to eat? In a little bit?
Can you tell me a story?
Once upon a time there was a puppy and it was named Rosie and there was a little girl named Rosie and there was a little boy that was named Jack and there’s a tiny dog and there’s 2 dogs and the other dog was a girl and the other dog was named Rosie too because it was a girl and they played all day and they loved apples and pears and peels. They liked to go potty in the garage. The end. (Everything EVERYTHING is named Rosie. Also, there’s always a mention of potty because certain people in our house ALWAYS LAUGH at potty references.)
