elfs | A Child's Processing

This evening, like most Monday evenings, I get to spend time with Kouryou-chan by myself. Unfortunately, she fell asleep in the car on the way home and was very hard to awaken; she will probably be impossible to get to bed tonight. I made her usual favorite of pasta and home-made sauce (yum!), but she didn't eat much due to a late afternoon snack of peanuts, bananas, and raisins.

While we were playing, she said, "I want you to lie down on your tummy." So I did. "Now... you just wait there."

"What am I doing?" I asked.

"You're having a seziure! You stay there!" She ran down the hallway, then came running back. "You stay still! And... punch!" She hit me on the back with her bare hand; being a parent means watching those hands very closely. "There, I put the medicine in you with the pointy thing with the pointy things. You'll be all better now."

I asked her where she got that from and she didn't know. Maybe she just made it up, but it sure seemed to come out of some medical docudrama or something. Three-year-olds certainly are a little weird at times.

She's in the bathtub right now, enjoying the bubbles while I watch from the doorway. I love the power of wireless.