Whaddya mean, donuts?

Sometimes you never know what kids will come up with. I can tell that already Rowan has a pretty active fantasy life. She was playing with play-doh, talking, talking, and then we hear: “Donuts?! Whaddya mean, donuts?” We still have no idea what that’s supposed to mean. She also has been acting out stories with goblins, zombies, and Darth Vader. One afternoon she was telling me an involved story that went something like this:

“There was a goblin. . . and he jumped! (demonstrates jumping ability). . . so the jumping goblins were playing. . . and Darth Vader ran to the balcony (runs to imaginary balcony). . .and there was Cinderella at the ball”

Unfortunately, there was more but it is hard to understand everything she says, especially her stories, which tend to be fairly elaborate. Often, she will use different voices, a low serious one and a falsetto. A two year old with a falsetto is especially ear piercing, so I prefer her low “monster” voices. Apparently she was out to lunch the other day with Nanny and an elderly woman comlimented her on her pretty pink shirt. At which point, she began to describe her dragon shirt completed with roaring like a dragon would roar. Yes, I love my girl!

Author: ~R

I write about life, people, and the things that interest in me. Which often includes death, sex, friendship, and the future of humanity. I hope for the best in people and I prepare for the worst. But no matter what happens, change is constant and everything will be ok.

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