It was a week of gems such as “Is mother goose a pig?” and “You know what, mom? If I were a parent and you were the kid, I would give you a hundred cookies.” but I’ve narrowed it down to a small sampling:
Telling me some trivial secret
Fluffy: But you have to keep it a secret. Thinking Or! You could tell some other people, but tell them to keep it a secret so you don’t have to.
Driving around looking at cherry blossoms
Fluffy: Do flowers even matter?
Me: Yes. Beautiful things are what makes life worthwhile.
Fluffy: But boys don’t like beauty.
Me: Yes, they do. People think different things are beautiful, but they all live for the beauty in their lives. See that post office with all the cherry trees and magnolias and white flower trees? They didn’t need to plant them. A post office doesn’t need flowering trees. But the beautiful things are what make us want to be alive each day to see what wonderful things will delight our eyes.
Fluffy: Well, they do delight our eyes. But when there are so many of them, it just makes you kind of hungry.
Me: Okay. We’ll go home now and have lunch.
Me: Tell Daddy how awesome the cherry blossoms were.
Fluffy: They were as awesome as Star Wars and Battlefield 3 put together to you.
Consoling me after refusing to snuggle because it might flatten her braid-crimped “Merida hair”
Fluffy: I wish I was glued to you.
Me: I wish I were glued to you, too.
Fluffy: You know what would be awesome? If our hands were glued together with super glue. Like super, super, super glue. Like love glue. Then is we were ever mad or sad with each other, we could take our hands apart, but otherwise, we would always be holding hands.
I swear this child has fairy-unicorn in her DNA. She’s just magic.