Spider Sense

"I saw a spider that pretended to be dead, but I knew it was alive."

Titles

The other day, while at Grandma and Grandpa Harris's house, Lucy was told by her Uncle Cody that she was a nice, petite lady.

She quickly corrected him by saying, "LADY OF DOOM!!!"

Lucy and the News of a Baby Brother

Lucy goes with me to my OB appointments. Maybe that's "liberal," but since she's been the only one for almost five years, I think it's a great way to help her feel included and be that much more prepared for a sibling.

My last appointment had a sneak peek ultrasound to check the sex of the baby. We broke our tradition; Lucy was a surprise, but being poorer this time around, I want to know ahead of time so I can make use of the awesome yard sales around here.

Anyway, back to the appointment, the first image of our baby was him showcasing that he was a boy--no shyness to this one! Lucy wanted so much for a sister. Her tone showed her disappointment. She said, "I'm going to have a little brother," but what she really meant was, "Oh, it's not a girl. I'll make a fake smile and pretend that's okay."

It didn't take long, but she is now more excited and likes to tell people, "I'm going to have a baby brother, but he's too little to come out of my Mommy's tummy."

Job Offer

To celebrate Chris's birthday, Lucy and I went to the dollar store to get him some presents. While looking at the balloons, the manager asked Lucy if she would like to stay and work there. He would even let her be the toy manager. Lucy said, "No." The manager, surprised, asked her why.

"I don't know how to be a store manager," was her sober reply. He said that was the first time that he ever had a child turn down his offer.

So, obviously, she doesn't understand that whole just-pretend-who-know-what-you're-doing-thing.

AWESOME!!!

That's "the" word around our house these days. Lucy thinks everything is AWESOME. Her toys are AWESOME. Food is AWESOME. A cake a made for her friend's birthday was AWESOME (that one I agree with--it was an 80's theme).

I guess it's a phase that had to be gone through. I wonder how many times this phase will repeat.

Change of Skin Color

One of Lucy's friends are church is Kelsey. Kelsey is black--her dad is from Africa and her mom is as white as me. One day playing in the front yard, Lucy said, "Mom, will you make me black?" My first thought was, "Does she me African-American black or the color black?" So I asked her what she meant.
"I want to be black like Kelsey."
"Kelsey does have beautiful skin, doesn't she?"
"Yes, Mom, and I want to be black like her."
"I don't know how to make you black, hunny."
Lucy was kind of frustrated.

I told Kelsey's mom, Lori, about this converstion, and she told me that as far as Kelsey is concerned, she (Kelsey) is not black, but light brown, and her daddy is dark brown. And her mom is just plain white.

I like children's perspectives on race. The simplicity is refreshing.

Toothbrush Song

About a year ago, I started singing during night-time toothbrushing, just silly little improv songs to make the time more fun. Whatever it takes to make dental hygiene less of a fight. After watching the Little Mermaid, Lucy does the singing. The first time, I tried to get her to open her mouth wider for me and asked her to say, "Ah." Well, she took it a step further and starting singing Ariel's little melody that she sings when Ursula takes her voice. It's so funny.

Does Lucy run to the bathroom when it's time for toothbrushing? Nope, but once I do shove her in there and we get started, it's a lot more fun.