Ow! My heart!

I was just snuggling with my daughter in her wee bed, and she had been quiet for a minute or two when she says to me: “How many people draw perfect circles?” (Only she still says “puh-fect suh-cles”).

I say “Oh, not many.”

“Yeah, that’s probably done by machines.”

“You know what honey, you really have to settle down now….”

“Can I just -?”

“One thing,” I say, my cheek against her forehead, my arms around her.

“You know those things that you trace where you make everything just puh-fect?”

“Yeah….”

“Does a machine make those things?”

“Yeah, a machine makes them.”

“I thought so. I knew a puh-son couldn’t make it like that.”

I grin and grin and pull her even closer, kiss her forehead, and say: “You are, just, figuring out the world…!”

And without missing a beat she says: “But I’m only just at the start of it. Because I’m six years old.”

5 Comments

  1. Kivrin

     /  February 16, 2010

    Hey, stop that—now *my* heart hurts! 🙂

    So adorable.

  2. sue swartz

     /  February 17, 2010

    As Art Linkletter used to say: kids say the darndest things! Reminds me of my grandson on the day before his 3rd birthday, on realizing that he was no longer going to be two: “It’s a whole new world!”

  3. Paul in KY

     /  February 17, 2010

    Cute story, Emily. Is it true (according to Lise) that you have a policy of not responding to any comments made here?

    • emilylhauser

       /  February 17, 2010

      (Psst! A post about just this issue is forthcoming! Watch your screen!)

  4. Lise

     /  February 17, 2010

    Awwwwwwwwwwww!!! Remember when she called things “stingies” and thumbs “stumps” and sparkles “sprinkles” and….I’m going to hate it when she can pronounce everything puh-fect.

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