God Love

Me: I love you.
Thalia: I love you, too. And I love Freya.
Me: Aww. That's sweet. Do you love Sophia, too?
Thalia: Yes. I love her. But I don't love her much. I just love her.
Me: You just love her?
Thalia: Yes. I don't love her much. I love her in God...Why are you laughing?...

Haha! That was the sweetest passive-aggressive sibling-love statement from a two-year-old I've ever heard... 

Getting Sophia's Attention

Sophia was deep into her book on our family road trip today. Thalia was nearly in tears trying to get her attention:

Thalia: Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia!...Why won't she hear me?
Laura: Sophia, Thalia is trying to talk to you.
Me: No, let her be. I'm counting how many times Thalia has to call her name to get her attention.
Thalia: Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia, Phia!
Sophia: What, Thalia! 
Me: 15 times!
Thalia: I'm trying to talk to you, Phia!
Sophia: I'm sorry. I couldn't hear you. I'm reading. What do you want?
Thalia: Ummm....Is it Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday?...

It's Saturday.

Parenting is Easy

Thalia: (calling out from her bedroom at bedtime) Daddy!
Me: What?
Thalia: I knocked my back!
Me: (not sure what that means) Don't do that!
Thalia: Okay!

About 90% of what I say to my kids is "Don't do that!" So far, so good. #parentingiseasy

The Royal Wedding

Thalia and I were watching the royal wedding together this morning. She sat in rapt attention next to me admiring the dazzling pomp and ceremony with fancy people in fancy hats, an amazing gospel choir singing "Stand By Me," and the handsome Prince Harry barely holding it together as he gazed into the lovely eyes of his "American Princess" Meghan Markle. So beautiful, so enchanting! It's no wonder there were tears in my eyes (a side effect of watching my three girls playing princess every day, I'm sure). My favorite moment was when the Duke and Duchess of Sussex stepped outside of the chapel and kissed each other for the first time in front of their adoring public and my two-year-old muttered quietly under her breath, "Yuck." Fairytale wedding over, haha.

Where's Thalia?

Laura: Where's Thalia? Is she in the bathroom?
Me: I don't know. I'll check. (I knock on the bathroom door.) Thalia, are you in the bathroom?
Thalia: (from her bedroom) I don't know. I'll check. (She opens her bedroom door, walks past me, opens the bathroom door to peek in.) No, I'm not in there. (Then she turns to me with an impish grin) But I just saw a monster in there....

Umm, it's official. I've passed on my weirdo genes to this kid.