Yesterday had its ups and downs, with a few bumps and bruises, too. But in an effort to save a few of the cute little conversations we have and preserve them for the future, the one that sticks out to me from yesterday involves the cat.
The girl does love her cat. She asks about Toodles at random times, and often wants to go check on her. Toodles, you see, lives outside. But for a few rebel moments when she’s snuck in the house unseen, she’s an outside cat. We got her to hunt, and she does her job pretty well. In the winter, she lives in Cody’s shop, which is insulated, so it’s much warmer and safer than her being out in the elements. But, it makes for an interesting time of needing to put her out on the days it’s warm, and bring her back in for the nights… And because of this transition, Becca is never quite sure the location of her cat. When it’s super cold outside, she’ll touch the glass on the back french doors and say “cold.” Then, after a long pause she’ll often turn to me with a panicked look and say “Kitty! Cold! Oh no!” To which I always reassure her, “Toodles is in the shop, she’s nice and warm.”
Yesterday, Boo was stalling. For some reason her beloved room time (alone time playing independently in her room) wasn’t appealing- she just wanted Mommy. So she was sitting in my lap facing me, telling me random things that mainly made no sense at all. Suddenly, she said “Toos? Warm?” I replied, “Yes, it’s warm. Toodles is outside today.” She replied, “Door open, Daisy off off, Kitty hi!” I love it. That’s the process when we go out to see the cat. Mommy opens the door, has to tell Daisy “off,” which Becca parrots as well, and then she can go see her kitty. I must admit I was quite surprised at the completeness of her statement. The hand gestures that accompanied were so cute, too- esp the “Daisy off off” part. I wasn’t sure how to respond, but I assured her we would go out and see her kitty later, after room time. (And we did.)
What can I say? The girl loves her cat.
Butterbees and Bumbleflies 