Running to me crying in the reptile house at the zoo...
I think something horrible must have happened, someone tried to kidnap her, she almost fell into the turtle pond....
Through sobs she says,
"I don't want other people to look at my favorite animal."
Seriously, kid. What is going on. That's crazy! Wow. I've got to deal with that insane idea before I can even get to the bigger one...An alligator cannot be your favorite animal- Mommy hates them. They are creepy and ugly and give me bad dreams.
Me: Addie, please take that pop tab out of your mouth. (One of Caleb's many collection pieces).
Addie: It's not a mouth mommy, it's a bathtub for it.
(She's not mad in this picture, she makes faces like this all the time to be funny)
Addie: Mommy where is Melia's Daddy?
Me: You mean your Daddy, too?
Addie: No, you my Mommy and dat's Melia's Daddy.
Me: Can't we both be your Mommy and Daddy?
Addie: No. Daddy's Melia's and you're mine.
Me: What about the boys? Am I their Mommy and Daddy their Daddy?
~She's been keeping this idea up for about a week now. She really calls Michael Melia's Daddy most of the time. Sometimes she slips up and calls him Daddy but she's pretty sure of her theory here. She's proud that Melia's her sister and the boys are her boys, but I'm solely her mommy. I feel badly for the boys who at ages 5 and 6 are parentless. More craziness from the cutie.
Although, upon further thought maybe she is thoroughly confused...Michael has been hammering it in Melia's head that his name is Daddy. She called him Michael for a few months. So maybe Addie's thinking that since he doesn't tell her 50 times a day his name 'is Daddy' like he does to Melia he's not her daddy. (Melia is now successfully calling him Daddy)
I love my nutty little girl!