I had an imaginary friend named Jennifer when I was younger. In fact, I talked about Jennifer so much that my Mom had a dream about her once. I vividly remember the day I went to the moon and Jennifer filled in at me at the dinner table so that my parents wouldn’t worry about me and realize I had gone to the moon. Somehow, she blew my cover and they didn’t buy her story that she was really me and that I had gone to the moon. I think I fired her as my imaginary friend after that point.
Little Miss apparently acquired my imagination gene. She geniously came up with not just an imaginary friend, but an imaginary school. Two of them, in fact. She has her “old school” and her “better school.” Both schools are filled with imaginary friends and school buses and teachers, and even homework. She was scribbling on some paper the other night and said to T-Rex. “Please don’t bother me. I’m doing my homework.” I have NEVER seen a kid want to go to school so badly. There isn’t a day that goes by that she doesn’t talk about school at least once. In fact, a couple days ago she said to me, “When a kid talks about their school a lot and their homework, are they school kids?” I nodded a wary yes to which she replied, “I talk about school a lot, so I’m a school kid too!” Wow. Let’s hope this translates into real-life and makes an easy transition into kindergarten!
T-Rex has become quite the little handy man, which should be no surprise since he shadows The Narrator on every project he works on. When we finished our bathroom repair, T-Rex pointed to the spot in the shower where there used to be a hole and said, “I fixed that! I did it!!” One night while The Narrator and I were on a date, Housemate was watching the kids and T-Rex pulled out one of the tacks that holds the speaker cord to the wall. She told him not to mess with it and he said, “I fix it!” He went to his toy toolbox, pulled out his toy hammer, and hammered the tack back into place in the wall!!
That same date night, Little Miss discovered a bug on the lanai and began to fuss over it. Housemate told her she wasn’t going to pick it up either. T-Rex shouted, “I get it, I get it!” And then disappeared down the hallway towards his bedroom. He came back wearing the construction gloves from his dress up box and picked up the bug and put it in the trash! What a good little man!!
One night while putting Little Miss to bed, she was playing with my hair and asked why my hair was “crunchy” I told her it was from the product I had put in my hair to hold my curls.
“Princesses don’t have crunchy hair do they? They have soft hair like mine.”
“Well, some princesses might have crunchy hair.”
“Which ones have crunchy hair? Not Cinderella, or Belle, or Sleeping Beauty. Their hair is soft.”
“No, my guess would be that Ariel has crunchy hair, from the ocean water. And Jasmine too, she probably has crunchy hair.” That seemed to make Little Miss happy!