Jennifer is out of town so I had to take the girls with me to a doctors visit.
Doctor: “Are you allergic to anything?”
Kathleen: “Yep, just mom.”
Doctor: “Well all husbands are allergic to their wives.”
Me: “Oh. No. She doesn’t mean I am allergic to my wife. She means my wife is allergic to some things.”
Doctor looks at me. Pauses. “Sure.”
Kathleen: Dad, we miss mom, so we are going to make her presents.
Me: That sounds nice.
Lucy: Mine is going to be special.
Kathleen: Mine is going to be even more special! … Dad, what does mommy like?
Me: When her children avoid competing with each other and get along.
Kathleen: I know! She likes giraffes.
Me: Yup. That too.
Lucy has been sick today. Still has a 102 degree fever. But she is trying to get back to eating. So, when she asked me for some fruit snacks, I brought them to her on the couch.
Lucy: Being sick is fun.
Me: Well not when your tummy is upset!
Lucy: No, but it’s like mommy and daddy are your servants.
I’m still unclear on how she is distinguishing this from any other period in her life.
Kathleen got a hold of my phone, and apparently she knows how to use Siri to create reminders.