Shoes

Today in the car on the way home from school: "Mommy, why do you buy me boys' shoes?" Me: "I thought you liked those shoes." Response: "I do, but, I also like a splash of color. I'm not the kind of girl you are."

I know, H, I know.

A little bit of knowledge is a dangerous thing

H: "What if there are dinosaurs still living in Spain?"
M: "There aren't."
H: "But what if there WERE?"
M: "Then I'd be scared and I'd try to protect you."
H: "I know what to do. If they're meat eaters, we'll just get some meat and throw it into outer space and then they'll get stuck in a black hole and we'll say haha."

Being a 6 year old must be confusing.


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Let's get our priorities straight

H, watching The Little Princess: She's going to be happy there. Her bedroom is even better than mine! Except for no dollhouse. And not organized.

That’s the plus from my school!

H, upon seeing a cross outside a church

Plurals

M reads a trivia question: If the plural of mouse is mice, what is the plural of goose?
H: Ducks?

She's got a point.

H: If you're not allowed to talk to strangers, how can you ever meet anyone?

Brain Quest

Yesterday, H got a trivia game from school called Brain Quest. It's a stack of cards with questions in various academic categories that's designed for 3rd graders. She doesn't want to do ANYTHING ELSE. Last night she quizzed Grammy over Facetime until my mom surrendered. This morning she said, "I'm going to quiz Daddy on the way to school until his head pops off!" These are actual texts I got from T this morning:

T: Pretty sure H would have been happy with an SAT prep book for her birthday.
T: Halfway to school I asked if we could play the quiet game. She spent the rest of the time explaining the rules.
T: If quizzing causes heads to pop off I suspect our daughter will be accused of mass murder by noon.