Minky & Me

Coco is very knowledgeable. When she learns something new, she really wants to tell us all about it. These conversations are funny. This is how they go.

“Do you know what Thanksgiving is, Mommy?”

“Yes, honey.”

“Do you really not know what Thanksgiving is?”

At this point, we realize that she really wants to tell us, so we say no, we don’t know. Then she tells us.

A couple of other things she loves saying these days are:

“Wait a cotton pickin’ minute!”

“What the?!”

Coco was just singing a little song to her baby boy doll, Buddy (named after Buzz Lightyear, whose name she insists is Buddy). This song was sung right after we finished reading the Dr. Seuss story Gertrude McFuzz. It went like this:

I will name you Lala Lee Lou…La La Lee Lou and your middle name will be Buddy and your last name will be Rainbow…..la la la la.

Ironically, after I wrote the post yesterday about our aquatic miracle, I noticed during my nightly sitting-in-the-dark-staring-at-the-fish-tank visit that there were only two babies swimming around. This was odd because the three fish always swimming together.

A half an hour later, Layr and I were trading stories of the day. He casually mentioned vacuuming the tank in the morning. Vacuuming requires a plastic tube thing and a bucket to hold the water you siphon out. Evidently, Layr had some trouble with this task because Coco was hopping all around, distracting him. She even knocked the hose out of the bucket and water went all over the floor.

Once I heard this, I knew the fish had accidently been sucked out of the tank. I berated Layr for killing my favorite baby…the one that is this beautiful orangey red color. As I did this, he searched the floor for an orange corpse.

This morning I wondered if Coco would notice someone missing and how we’d break the news to her.

Tonight, as we fed the fish, I looked sadly into the tank. I watched the two tiny fish swimming……and then…wait…there was a third! It wasn’t a weird reflection in the tank, as I first thought. It was my fish! My fish zipping around excitedly trying to eat pieces of food that were double its size.

We’ve had a second aquatic miracle or someone played a very elaborate April Fools joke on me.

Tonight on the way home from daycare, Coco told me that police officers like sushi. I said, with confidence, “no, they like donuts.” This created a front seat, back seat volley of “sushi!”, “donuts!” between us. In the end, she concluded that they like both sushi and donuts.

Last night close friends came over to play Scategories. One of them, Judy, is pregnant. Before Coco went to bed (and after we gave a performance of our rendition of The Nutcracker), I told her that there is a baby in Judy’s tummy. She climbed up on Judy’s lap to take a look. Judy obligingly lifted her shirt to show her belly. As we all looked on, Coco proceeded to pull down Judy’s shirt. We all thought this was very funny and, at first, missed the fact that what Coco was actually trying to do was see the baby. After her thorough examination turned up nothing she exclaimed, “I can’t see it!”

Coco walked into my bedroom yesterday holding my bra. She said, “here are your nipples, Mommy.”