Sweetheart, every day with you brings a reason to laugh, and over the past few days, I've collected a few examples.
While listening to dad's music, you ask who's singing, to which dad, truthfully, responds it's 50 Cent. Your response: "Is that lady who's singing with him 20 Cents??" :))))
When I asked if you washed your face, you grinned so much that I immediately knew you were joking. Not wanting to give it away, I said, "I think I see your nose growing" (you're soon to perform in "Pinocchio," so the allusion was meant for you to catch), and you replied, "That's good because when my nose grows, it means I'm growing too" :))))
For a while now, when you really wanted something and I couldn't or wouldn't give it to you (allow or buy), I used to say, "I wish I could do magic, and then I would magically give you..." and you would join in, and we'd come up with what we'd magically create. Now, it has evolved to the point where you tell me, "I know I can't, but I wish you could do magic so that..." and it seems you've embraced it as a substitute for complaining. In the morning, if you haven't slept well, you "magic" it to be nighttime again. In the evening, if you want to play a bit more, you "magic" it to be daytime. The last wish has taken on a more school-geographic character, and you "magic" to spend half the day in Poland and half in Australia, depending on what you want to do—play, sleep, etc. :)
Recently, at your sister's christening, you showed quite vividly how carefree and observant you are. While waiting for the ceremony, we were sitting in the pews and quietly chatting, as is typical in church. At one point, the priest appeared on the pulpit, and loudly enough for me to hear, you exclaimed, "Mum, mum, I know this guy!!!" There was no chance that anyone, especially the priest, heard it :)) But one thing is for sure, you weren't lying— you really do know him. It's "Father Manuel," the parish priest and your school's priest.
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