I never in a million years thought that a two and a half year old could be so.....imaginative. I just didn't think they were capable. Under developed brains or something.
I didn't think toddlers were capable of empathy either, but Katie's proved me wrong on that one too.
I really gotta stop underestimating her. I'm gonna get myself into trouble being so complacent.
She's finally figured out that she can use her little stool to reach things that are up on the counters. In just a little while now she'll begin pushing the chair over to reach higher heights. Something that I NEVER did as a toddler. Sigh. Maybe it's genetic?
Yesterday, she came up with this.
The moon is the Mommy. The star is the baby. The Mommy Moon is back-floating in the sky. She swims by the Baby Star. The Mommy Moon thinks the sky is a big pool.
The other day, she came up with this story about our family.
Daddy has three bikes (he does). Mommy has her red bike. I will get my special own bike. I will make it pink. Mommy, Daddy and Katie will ride our bikes as a family. To the amusement park. We will eat ice cream, hot dogs and cookies. And cotton candy. We will ride the merry-go-round.
And yesterday, she began to put together the birds and the bees.
Girls are Mommies. Boys are Daddies. Mommies and Daddies make families. Mommies and Daddies make Katies.
