Thursday, March 29, 2012

Reflections from a 4 year old

Ziva turned 4 this week.

On our way home from school on her birthday, I asked her what she'd like for her birthday dinner.

Me: Ziva, what would you like for dinner tonight? You're the birthday girl, so you get to choose.
Ziva: I want...a tree!
Me: You want a tree for dinner?!
Ziva: No, I want a road for dinner!
Me: You want a road for dinner?!
Ziva: No, I want....grass for dinner!
(this went on for several minutes as she named everything she saw out the window as potential birthday fare.)
Me: Ziva, did you get a little sillier when you turned four?
Ziva: No, I got a little prettier.

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