Haircut

You may have read about this previously on facebook or if I saw you in person recently, I might have just told you about it.

Several weeks ago, Kyla cut her hair.  A rite of passage for many young children, I think.  And in her case, a way to definitively tell us that she wanted her hair permanently out of her eyes.

She did this while I was out of the room and when I came to check on her, she was no where to be found.  However, she needs to work on hiding the incriminating evidence.

The Evidence - Exhibit 1

The Evidence - Exhibit 2

Surprisingly, the chop job was not drastically horrible.  It was almost like she just put some layers on the sides.  And in photos, it was noticeable at all.  Therefore, no "after" photo.  When Jedd took her to the salon, the lady asked what they were going to do.  Kyla, without saying a word, put her hand up to her forehead, in a sort of salute, to indicate she wanted bangs.  And, I must admit, she looks pretty darn cute with her new 'do!

Post-Salon Visit

Tonight Kristi & Kaylen babysat the kids while Jedd and I went and saw Tron 2 (good movie, if you're not expecting too much).  When we got home they relayed some funny things that Kyla said.  This one makes me laugh every time I think about it.

Kristi: So, Kyla, I heard you cut your hair.
Kyla (looking a little confused, but with complete sincerity): But your house is very far and my scissors just make a small noise...

Good God, I love this kid!

  

Leotard

At preschool, Kyla class gets to spend time in the gym.  They get to go on the trampolines, swing on a rope into the foam pit, walk on the balance beam, jump in the bouncy house and practice tumbling moves.  Everyday when we leave, Kyla wants to look at the gymnastics leotards and comment on their pretty embellishments.  Today, as usual, Kyla asked to look at them again.

Kyla:  Mommy, I just want to look at the quitars 'fore we go.
Me:  They are leotards, honey.
Kyla:  Oh, I want to look at the leotards.  Why they leotards?
Me:  That is what they are called.
Kyla:  Well, why they not just tards?

Sometimes I need a minute to compose myself before responding to her inquiries.

  

Two, Too, Tutu

Tonight Kyla was telling me about a child who went to her old school when they were two years old.

Kyla:
I went to my old school when I was two, too.
Hey!  Tutu starts with two (holding up 2 fingers).

  

Fertilizer

Today we went to story time at the library.  When we got out of the car the smell of the farms (manure) was in the air.

Kyla:  I smell like something.  (That's what she says when she smells something.)  It smell yucky.
Me:  I think that is the fertilizer.  (followed by a brief explanation)
Kyla:  Why dat turd-ilizer?
Me:  No, honey.  It's FERT-ilizer.
Kyla:  Fart-ilizer?

Well, she makes a good point.

  

Magic

Kyla told me she was going to turn me into a Fairy Godmother.  So, she gave a little wave of her wand and said the magic words: "Abra-ca-boos, ca-boody-ya!"

I don't feel any different.  However, I do have a hard time not giving her everything she asks for...

  

Married

Kyla loved going to Auntie Kristin's wedding last month and getting dressed up in her pretty, white flower girl dress.  She often looks at a picture of Jedd and me and asks questions about it.  She loves a good wedding, complete with pretty dresses, flowers and dancing.

Today she said, "I love Daddy.  And you, too.  So I want you get married again."

I think she just wants to go to another wedding.

  

How...

Kyla's newest query:  How you make dat?

Just a few of the things she has asked about:

• Jam
• Store bought Mexican cookies with pink & white coconut covered mini marshmallows
• Nectarines
• Lasagna
• Ice cream

When she asked about the nectarines, I told her you don't really make nectarines, you grow them.
Kyla:  But HOW you make them?
Me:  Well, you plant a seed and water the plant and when the fruit grows...
Kyla:  Nooo!  How you MAKE da nectarine?
Me:  (uhhhh...)

I'm starting to miss the "why?" questions.