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.

The Cottage

Laura and Sophia left church right away to go to a birthday party, so the little ones and I were fending for ourselves today.

Thalia: Daddy, are we going to a restaurant? Mommy said you were taking me and Freya to a restaurant to eat because they're going to a birthday party.
Me: Really? A restaurant? Mommy told you that?
Thalia: Yes. We are going to a restaurant...

I thought about calling Laura to verify the message but I instead chose to believe that my two-year-old wouldn't make up an elaborate bold-faced lie to me, her loving father, in church on a Sunday.

We went to The Cottage restaurant for a tasty, filling brunch that we all enjoyed very much, then we returned home for a late nap, which never happened because Thalia was buzzed on chocolate milk, pancakes, and maple syrup.

When Laura came home, she confirmed what I had suspected:

Laura: I didn't say anything about a restaurant.
Me: Thalia, Mommy never told you I was taking you to a restaurant!
Laura: I said she was going home with you for a nap!
Thalia: Oh. Hmm....

My two-year-old is a con artist!

Weirdos

"Weird" is Thalia's new word that she's been testing out today:

Thalia: Sophia, you have weird!
Sophia: No, that's not how you say it.
Thalia: You have weird!
Sophia: That doesn't even make sense! You have to say "You're weird" not "You have weird!"
Thalia: You're weird!
Sophia: Don't say I'm weird! That's not nice to say to people!
Thalia: OK...Daddy, you're weird!
Me: Why, yes, I am!