Bella had just woken from her nap, and we were cuddling and nursing and chatting. Daddy was in the room with us, and I mentioned needing to run to the grocery store, and asked Bella if she wanted to go with me. (Charlie is doing tons of work from home right now and needs the peace.) She looked skeptical, so I thought I’d tempt her with one of her very favorite things… “You could get a balloon!” She looked at me with the most perplexed expression and replied, “But Mommy, I just GOT a yellow balloon!”
Charlie and I laughed until we cried.
She is right, too; we just got a yellow balloon the other day.
Then I said that I needed to get something to make dinner, and my husband asked her what she’d like for dinner. She put one finger on her chin, and said “Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.”
She thought for a minute then said, “I want beans and rice and a spoon and some milk!” I was shocked, as she has never said what she’d like to eat before. Then she touched Charlie’s tummy and said, “You hungry Daddy! You need a soda! You need some beans and rice and milk for your tummy! That make you feel better Daddy!”
She is just talking our ears off lately and she has *so* much to say.
So I came downstairs and made an early feast for my family. White basmati rice, black beans, wagon wheel pasta with a little butter, and a pan full of sauteed veggies to put on top of everything, and a little parmesan on top. Yum.
Edited: May 3rd, 2009