"Charlotte's Web" is playing on the TV. Carolyn and I are sharing a pillow on the floor. She's watching. I'm reading.
Giggles erupt next to me while Wilbur gets a bath, then "Mom, I'm gonna get a pig like that."
"You are? What are you going to name him?"
"Wilbur!" More giggles.
She has quite the imaginary menagerie - a horse named Melango, a monkey named Titi (every time we go to the zoo she points him out and asks when we are going to get him), a dog named Mimi, and just recently, a bunny and a cat. So now I guess we can add a pig to that.
"Will your pig get scared of lightning too, like Wilbur?"
"No, he will sleep in the house with me."
"Oooooh, of course."
Always in her sweet little 3-year-old world, happy and full of life, completely heart-broken and even almost surprised when someone or something mistreats her. Like she can't believe anything bad could enter her fairy land.
"Can I have some hot chocolate milk?"
"Can I hold your pig when you get it?"
"Yah."
"Okay, let's go get some."
She is happy to be who she is, not realizing there is any other person to be. And I am delighted to be a part of her world.
How fun! I wish I had had a blog when my older two were that little. I was never motivated to keep a journal but blogging is such an easy way to remember these fun times with the kids.
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