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Sunday, January 30, 2011

This little one gave her first talk in church the other day.  She could hardly contain her eagerness to give her talk.  She wanted to practice it everyday, over and over.  I thought that she would buckle in front of the crowd and not even utter a peep, but she proved me wrong!  When her name was announced to give her talk, she clapped her hands and was grinning so big, her cheeks were sticking out.  She practically bounced off of the chair to rush up to the microphone.  I know I wrote recently about really having a test of patience with our dear 3 year old, but boy do the times of happiness outweigh the hard times!



You can't get anything past this little one.  She pays such attention to detail!  The other day we went to a birthday party at the Little Gym and she got a cup full of candy.  I spied my favorite candy bar, a Kit Kat, in her stash.  I didn't eat it right away, but I thought that she wouldn't mind, or notice if I ate it.  It was delicious, but the repercussions were not.  Right after I had inhaled the thing, she walked into the kitchen, grabbed her cup and did inventory.
Looking in she said, "Where is my Kit Kat?!"
I think, "WHAT?  How did she notice with all that other candy in there?"
Again she asked, "Mommy, where is my Kit Kat?"
I am now scrambling for an answer, yes, I thought about fibbing to my three year old.  The thought of telling her I ate it and then knowing how much it would disappoint her was almost too much to bear.
"ummm..." still debating on how to go about this conversation.
"Well, I ate it.  And I am so, so sorry sweetheart."
Then a look from Caroline of total shock that her mother would steal her candy bar.  "But I really, really wanted it."
So to make it better I bought a large Kit Kat bar, she ate it and I thought we called it good.  But at another party weeks later she whispered in Adam's ear and said, "Daddy, I need to tell them that mommy ate my Kit Kat."

And she did.  I have scarred our child and she thinks her mommy is a crook.

I have tried to change that thinking by keeping busy exploring museums.  Caroline is very much into our earth and different planets.  She also wants a pet really bad, and after exploring the mammals exhibit she said she would like an owl, a meerkat, or a buffalo.  Adam and I are still deciding which one would best fit our apartment.