Soph is at the age when she can play endless games of tic-tac-toe, memory, candyland, and go fish, but what’s most fun for me is listening to her talk. Here are some of her recent opening lines.
“How do you spell Rad Dad?” Ben was off at a bike race and she wanted to write him a note.
“Do you remember when Great-Grandma Kay turned blue?” That was a year and a half ago, when Kay’s supplemental oxygen failed to work but she didn’t want to come down off the Colorado mountain, one of her last times in the mountains before she died. I can’t believe Soph remembers 18 months back.
“Tell me another story about what happened at this highway exit.” Music to my ears. Do all kids ask what happened at Junipero Serra Boulevard, or is it only the kids of professional historians?
“What does God look like?”
“Did you know that nothing rhymes with orange?”
“Do you know who I’m going to marry?”
“When will I be the boss? Wait, what does ‘boss’ mean?”