Christopher and I have decided that Leah must remain perpetually 5. Her precociousness is mixed with just the right amount of tender wonder and innocence. The following two conversations are, verbatim, discussions I had with her just today.
Mama, what is that flag next the the American flag?
The California Flag.
Wow, are we going to go to California?
We live in California.
Hey, Mama, I got an idea. We could take a trip in our van from America to California. And we could drive there, and when we got there we could visit friends. Only, if the friends weren't home, and it was raining, then we might get wet and could die! So we would have to get some food, and then go back to South America. But we might not be able to drive there, so we would have to drive to an airport so that we could fly back, so that none of our children die. You would be so sad if that happened, because you love us.
You are right. I do love you all so much.
Yep, I know. Because I am smarter than anyone.
Mama, I am going to have a headache in about an hour.
Yep. Right now my left brain might start to hurt. So in an hour it is going to be a headache.
Do you have a headache right now?
No. Just that I am going to have one in an hour.
How do you know you are going to have a headache in an hour?
Because my left brain is going to hurt.
Oh, okay. Thanks for letting me know.