...Katherine always seems to make me laugh....she's so animated and curious and smart! Here are a few stories from the last couple days that just make me smile.
......Last night, I decided to make breakfast foods for dinner. I whipped up some pancakes, skillet potatoes, and scrambled eggs. To top it off, I even made some apple muffins for "dessert." I sat the food down on the table, called the girls in to eat, and got them situated in their chairs. Katherine looked at her plate, looked at the food, looked at me...and then after what seemed to be a moment of confusion, said, "Mom...this is breakfast....at night....I don't think this is right." To which I replied, "Yep, sometimes we can have breakfast for supper." After thinking for a moment again, she asked, "So I can have chips for breakfast?"
......Tonight I had to make a trip to the grocery store for a few items. The girls have been into their dress up drawer a lot, so I decided I would meet halfway with their attire for the trip. They could wear a dress of my choosing with stockings, but I would let them choose their shoes. Sarah opted for her regular shoes. Katherine, on the other hand, chose black patent shoes with a
rhinestone buckle. As we walked through the store, she made it a point to stop EVERYONE (yes, EVERYONE) and ask "Don't you just LOVE my shoes?!?" Of course everyone said "Yes" and she always replied with "Oh yes, everyone loves my shoes. They are beautiful, like me." (So modest) However...we came upon one gentleman, who looked a bit...cranky, shall we say? She treated him the same as the others, "Don't you just LOVE my shoes?!?" He looked at her, he looked at me, and then looking back to her, he said "They look like shoes to me." I said "Come on Katherine, we need to get moving baby." She was not satisfied with his answer and said (quite loudly) to me, "Mommy, that man was a crab, huh?" Needless to say, I made it a point to walk a bit faster down the aisle.
......Tonight I made some chili with 3 different beans. Katherine has taken an interest in cooking, even sits with me some afternoons when I have a moment and watches cooking shows with me. I let her assist me with dumping the beans from the can into the chili pot. We got to the kidney beans, and she said "Mom, I don't want to touch those." I asked her why not, and she said "They look like bugs." I said "Oh Katherine, they aren't bugs, they are beans, remember?" She responded "Oh yeah....okay." About 15 minutes later, Sarah called from the living room, "Bug!!!!" (We have these little beetles outside, and one occasionally finds it's way inside). Katherine rushed in to check it out, saw the beetle, and said "Sarah, that's not a bug! That's just a bean!"......I called Katherine in the dining room after dinner, as she left her shoes on the floor under the table. Her job is to put them away when she takes them off...and obviously didn't do it! So I said, "Katie, you know where your shoes go, can you please take them to the closet?" She looked at me with a rather irritated look on her face. I asked, "What is your problem little miss?" She said very sternly, "My name is NOT Katie Mom. My name is NOT Little Miss. My name is KATHERINE." She proceeded to pick up her shoes with one hand, put her hand on her hip with the other, and pranced off with a little sass in her step.
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