History: today, Wednesday, was wacky, "funky" Wednesday at school, in which she got to wear her clothes mis-matched, backwards, inside out, etc. She was VERY excited about this last night before bed.
Last night, during prayers:
"God, thank you that tomorrow is wacky, crazy, fu**y Wednesday. Help it be extra fu**y. In
Jesus' name, Amen."
History: Sophia was quite preoccupied with Ariel, the Little Mermaid, for the majority of the last year.
Last year, after the holidays have passed, and Sophia was enjoying watching the Little Mermaid movie repeatedly:
"Mom, when I grow up, I'd like to have a top and a tail."
History: I took up knitting in June, when I took a beginner's class.
About a week after that class, in my backyard on the swingset:
A little girl was bragging to Sophia about her mom's new important job, in which she got to wear important clothes to. Sophia's reply was, "Well, MY mom cooks, and cleans, and takes care of us, and our house, and NOW she even knows how to KNIT." So, there.
History: recording and leaving a new Christmas message on our answering machine, which was a Christmas carol.
Sophia sings Mele Kalikimaka into the answering machine microphone, and then tells me,
"Mom, I really wish I could have a voice like yours. I wish I could sound like you."
History: this fall, after school started, Sophia began playing with a few boys in her class at school. She asked one of them to marry her, and he said no. The teacher tells me about how she overheard this conversational exchange.
In the car, on the way home from school that day:
Sophia tells me, "Mom, who will be my niece someday?"
I say, "Soph, when Mak gets married someday, and he has kids, his daughter will be our niece."
Soph replies with, "Well, Mak will love nobody. He won't want to kiss anyone. He won't want to to marry anyone else. Nobody. Only me. He will want to marry me, and hug me, and kiss me, and then he will marry me." ...Okey doke, Soph.
Love that girl of mine.
