A: Mama, I'm compelled to play with my toys.
Me: Do you know what compel means?
A: No, what?
Me: It's when you really want to do something.
(I realize now that my definition leaves something to be desired, but she's 4, and it's close enough I think)
A: Oh, like you are compelled to knit and I am compelled to play.
Me: Exactly. Where did you learn that from?
A: I don't know.
Me: you're not in trouble, it's alright.
A: I don't know. I just know it.
3 comments:
Love the things that come out of her mouth! She's so smart!
Alright seriously, where are you? Are you hiding in my coat closet? That's not funny.
Princess (4yrs) and I have conversations just like this all the time. Except I don't knit. (I wish I did)
She's a cute little mobster. She ain't rattin anybody out.
(you like my Fri nite drunken blog hop alter ego?)
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