Hailey (8) was showing charlie her school photo. I misheard him when he said “that one has the same smile as my relative”. I heard “that one has the same smell as my relative”.
When i said what i heard, we thought it would be funny if pictures had the scratch and sniff feature.
Years from now when you look back at the school photo, you can scratch and and sniff and say “oh, i remember him. He always smelled like onions.” Or “Oh, we could never tell those twins apart. Wait (scratch and sniff) “yup, that’s Mary, she wore the Vanilla body mist”.
Hailey asks what the car horn was for. For some reason this came out as a reply “For people to look up to know the moment just before their death that they were in your way on the road”. I need a filter.
I had been practicing French with Hailey all summer. Her French accent was really bad. The mouth muscles you need when pronouncing French words are completely different than English. So to help, I said, repeat after me “faw faw, les poissons. Faw faw, les croissants”. It was really working!
Cut to the first day of kindergarten. The teachers speak only in French until grade 3. She said bonjour to everyone, and made them say back “bonjour mme francoise” which Hailey did well.
All the kids did well, until the last little girl, who said instead “faw faw!” I whispered to Hailey “See, I told you people learn to say faw faw to learn to speak French”. No they don’t! I just had made that up. And the girl only heard that so she babbled the nonsensical word to the teacher. I know the girl was just babbling, but seriously, what were the chances of her saying it?! Sure made me laugh. I just may be psychic yet. Made me a hero to Hailey for being so clairvoyant. She listens to me like I speak the truth every time now. It’s a beautiful thing.
Hailey (5) went to the library at school for the first time. She was so excited, exclaiming, “All the books are free!”
They were told they had to promise to keep them in great shape and bring them back each Tuesday or they wouldn’t be allowed to take out another book. That night, after we read her book, I said, “Now, where should we keep it so it stays safe and we always know where to find it so we can return it on time?”
After thinking thoughtfully for a few minutes, she said very nicely, “that’s your problem.”
We both laughed really hard.
But she’ll need to help with this one. Not only to learn about caring for things and taking responsibility, but because my memory is horrible! 🙂
Hailey (6) who is a product of an intermarriage (kind of, half Jewish-half atheist) said after Passover “I think I understand now. Christmas is for presents, Easter is for chocolate, and all the jewish holidays are for eating.” Boy Jove I think she’s got it!!