In the bathroom:
Me: Eva, it’s time to take a shower.
Eva: I can’t. Kitties hate water and I’m a kitty.
Dinnertime:
Me: Eva, come to dinner, please.
Eva: You can call me Dexter.
At Walgreens:
Eva: Let’s go look at the toys.
Me: Just a minute. I’m looking at the cold medicine and then we’ll go look at the toys.
Eva: (Wandering towards the toys with my shopping cart) It’s okay, we can split up.
In the car headed to Fred Meyer:
Eva: If Playland is open, then I’ll go to Playland. If it’s closed, then I’ll go with you and look at the toys.
Me: That sounds like a good plan.
Eva: Yeah, I just made it up.
Dinking around the house:
(Eva’s playing with her fishing pole and the magnet comes off the string.)
Me: I’ll glue that magnet back on for you in a minute. Please don’t lose it.
Eva: Ok.
I look over to find Eva feeding the fishing pole line into the heating vent.
Me: Eva! Did you drop the magnet down the heating vent? We can’t get that back out.
Eva: Calm down, Mama. It’s just a string.
Snuggling in bed:
Eva: Can I play on your phone?
Me: Not right now.
Eva: You've got to be kidding me!
Getting ready for bed:
Me: Eva, you’re getting to be a big girl now. What do you think about not wearing a diaper to bed anymore? You can get up in the night and go pee in the potty instead.
Eva: (Pauses for a moment) I think I like peeing in my diaper.
Enough said.
There is sense in trying to figure out the mind of a four year old, let alone a four year old that thinks she is a cat.
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