Sunday, March 28, 2010

Do you know where your fivehead is?

So there I was, minding my own business.  Peacefully lying on the couch with a flame shooting out of my ear (ear candling - it's amazing).  Ava chose that moment to say what quite possibly is the funniest thing she has EVER said...well this week anyway.  Now, Ava rambles.  She asks me at least 500 questions a day.  I think she says "mom" or "mama" at least 1000 times a day.  Around 8 or so if she hasn't met her quota, she usually starts saying it 5 or 6 times in a row before asking or telling me what is weighing on her little 4 year old mind.  But, I digress.  As I was lying with a candle stuck in my ear...Jill sitting next to me to ensure that my hair did not catch on fire (or the couch for that matter), Ava was in the midst if a litany of questions and observations. Thrown in was, "Mom, where's your fivehead?"  Of course, I was confused.  "Huh?"  She then pats the top of her head and says, "Is this my fivehead?"  Still confused, "Huh??"  She explains, "Well, this is your fourhead...." (pointing, of course, to her forehead.)  Unfortunately, I was unable to laugh very hard at that point because:  (1) I try not to laugh at her because I don't want to embarrass her and make her not want to come to me with her questions and (2) I was afraid that if my head was shaking, my hair would catch on fire.

Ava is a very logical kid.  If you have a fourhead, why wouldn't you have a fivehead? or a twohead or three head for that matter.  We were recently in Michigan visiting friends who have a daughter the same age as Ava.  Like Ava, she's a little smarty pants.  She does attend preschool, but advised me in no uncertain terms that although she does go to school, she does not NEED to go to school.  She's the smartest one in the class...and the teacher's favorite.  She and Ava were assisting with brownie making and assigned the task of stirring to the count of 10.  Miss Smart says to Ava, "I can count to 1000!"  Not to be outdone, Ava replies, "Well, I can count to 2010!"  (Now, Ava constantly throws numbers at me asking if it is the biggest number ever.  2010 (twenty-ten) is a current favorite.  I thought it was because of the year, but I was wrong.)  Miss Smart says, "There is no 2010."  Ava says, "Yes there is:  24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 2010 (twenty-ten)!"  No response.  Soft laughter from me and Miss Smart's mommy.  Later:  reminder to Ava that 30 comes after 29.  Days later:  we counted to 2010 again.  Another reminder that 30 comes after 29.  "Mom, I know that but I like to shake things up."  Seriously.  She said that.  She's still 4.

On to more religious things.  Yesterday I was talking with Ava about Palm Sunday (today).  We talked about what happened on Palm Sunday - the donkey, the palm branches, the shouts of Hosanna!  Ava's question:  "Were there fireworks?"

Not to be outdone by her big sister, Michaela has been exerting her...ummm...twoness.  Her current favorite thing to do is to "throw back" things that Ava has said over the past 2 years of Michaela's life.  For example, Ava gets a little car sick (no vomiting thank goodness) - especially when we go over little bumps or hills (as hilly as the flatland gets around here).  She complains of a headache, I crack her window, she whines a little more, and all is well.  Michaela has picked on this, so when we hit the aforementioned bumps, hills, etc., she says "Wheeeee!"  Until a few days ago.  We went over a little bump and I hear, "Mom.  I have a headache! I sick!"  and then laughter.  Nice Michaela.

Ava also complains about Michaela talking or singing too loudly.  (Of course, it is perfectly acceptable for Ava to sing at the top of her lungs while galloping around the house.)  Today as I was trying to get them ready for church, Michaela voiced a complaint of her own:  "Mom.  Ava's chewing too loud."

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