Now that the girls are getting older, they are finding new ways to entertain themselves when they are at the shop with me. Lately, they have been "shopping" here. They load up their baby dolls and stuff some things into a purse and walk around the shop together. They just browse and discuss what they see. Sometimes they will ask me how much something costs or what size it is. They even have some cards that they will pretend are money.
Today, Addie comes walking through and announces, "I'm going to have a baby brother and I need to find something for him to wear." Um, that's a new one.
I usually just smile to myself when they say something silly or outrageous and tuck it away for later when I talk to Mr. Wonderful. Like the other day when we were riding in the car. Addie asked, "Mommy, are those dogs or are those sheep?" I bit my lip and informed her that they were goats. Thankfully, she didn't notice me holding back a giggle. She just said in her sweet little matter-of-fact voice, "Oh. They looked like dogs, but then I thought they might be sheep. I guess they may be goats." No, I'm not cruel for wanting to laugh at her mistake. It wasn't her mistake that I found funny. It was the fact that she is exactly like me in so very many ways that I found funny. Not too terribly long ago, I made almost the exact comment when Mr. Wonderful and I drove past a goat farm. I thought they looked just like cocker spaniels!!
So, yes, I normally just smile at the things the girls say. But today? Nope. No smiles. Just feeling nauseated.
