My daughter’s big goal in life is to climb Mt. Everest. Then she plans to slide back down the mountain on the seat of her pants. She told me so tonight.
She also plans to have at least four babies. She already has a place for them in her room, but she is very concerned about the fact that she does not yet have a carseat for them. She has started to save her toys for her babies to use someday.
Yesterday at the shoe store she picked out some very sparkly pink Sketcher sneakers. She tried to convince me to buy some metallic gold sparkly Chuck Taylors for myself. I resisted. She insisted. I did not purchase them but she laughed and laughed as she pushed the box into my hands. I might go back and buy them just to hear her laugh some more. I said, “What would I wear gold sparkly shoes with?” and she said, “Buy a sparkly dress!”
I took her to Wild Waves tonight but it closed at 7 p.m. instead of 8 p.m. so we were there only an hour. Still, she glided under the water of the activity pool, flung herself from the high rock into the deep water, floated around the lazy river ride, jumped over waves. Then on the way out, she trailed behind me. As I approached the gate, I turned to make sure she was with me and she wasn’t. Then I heard wailing ten feet away . . . she had “lost” me when she’d gotten distracted by someone else. I think her biggest fear is that she will lose me–even though I have promised repeatedly that I will never leave her.
On the way home, she asked if I knew where Great-Grandma is buried. I recently found out, so I told her I do. Then she said she’d like to go sometime. She told me she wants to buy flowers for the grave.
And then she chattered the whole way home until I begged her to stop talking for just a little while. She crowds all the thoughts from my heads with all the thoughts from her head.
I hope she always wants to shop with me and talk to me until I am weary of her voice. I hope she always laughs at my jokes. And I hope she understands that I will never, ever, ever lose her even if she wanders away from me.