Why are you G’s mommy?
I picked up G from daycare today. There were only 4 kids left and they were helping put their toys away.
This is the conversation I had with E. She’s maybe 2.5-2.75 (and her speech and clarity is pretty gosh remarkable)?
E: My mommy will be here soon
Me: I know! Very soon. [It was a quarter to 6 and with a 6pm close time, I felt pretty confident in saying so]
…
E: Why are you G’s mommy?
Me: Wow, I don’t know. I guess it just worked out that way.
E: Yes, but why?
Ughmn… How do you answer that? She might as well have asked what the meaning of life is.
Why couldn’t she just ask me where babies come from instead?
Aw, that is so cute! There minds are so amazing!
because God chose you to be his mommy-what a blessing!
That is so cute. I think I might have put it back on G that he chose you to be his mom.