Monday, May 16, 2011
sweet ramblings of a 4 year old
mama: "come lie on my chest and let me hold you like when you were a tiny baby."
aiyana: "can i still fit?"
"yes, of course, look"
"but not when i'm bigger?"
"always, look how big my arms can get. i can hold you forever. you will be my baby for your whole life and always."
"even when i get old and then when i'm a flower?"
"yes, even when you are old and then a flower"
"even when i am a plant?"
"yes, even when you are a plant"
"and then even when i am a fairy with wings and a bright pink dress?"
"yes, even when you are a fairy"
"when i'm a fairy am i born from someone?"
"hmmm, fairies aren't born from mama fairies, they are born from flowers or seeds, or the wind"
"when i'm a fairy can i have bright pink wings and green hair...or maybe i want red hair"
"yes, you may"
"oh, i'm so excited to be a fairy............but no to be old"