Esmé (3yo) was completing a “follow the directions” worksheet.
Mom: Draw a nose on the clown and color it red.
Esmé colors a big red nose with a marker, eventually wearing through the paper and creating a hole.
Esmé: See – I made a really big nose! It has a hole it it so the clown can put his finger in it!
Flame the cat (shedding fiercely at this time of year) comes into the living room where the family sits, meowing loudly. Daddy makes a comment of annoyance.
Mom: At least he has presence!
Esmé: Yeah, he has presents – of fur! Lots and lots of presents.
And Flame proceeds to graciously bestow his presents upon us all.
One summer evening…
Esmé: Daddy, get a big, big, big, BIG, BIIG, BIIIGGGG stick.
Daddy: What for?
Esmé: To grab the moon and bring it down to the ground!
Esmé: Because I LOVE it!
Esmé sees Daddy for the first time after his haircut. After giving him a hug, she takes a second look.
In a tone dripping with empathy, she asks, “Daddy, what happened to you?”