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Archive for January 22nd, 2007

A Chat Before Bed

At bedtime we read stories on my bed, cuddle and talk and then go to the girls’ room where I sing on each of their beds for them before we say goodnight. One night my older daughter wanted to tell me a few things after I sang to her and my little one pipes up from her bed, “Whatcha guys doin’ ovah der?” (we live in the Boston area, which explains the accent).

“Oh, we’re just having a chat,” I say.

So as I am about to leave the room I go over to say one last goodnight to her and she takes my face in her hands and says “I wanna chat too.”

So I stretch out on the bed with her and say “What do you want to chat about?”

She thinks for a while and goes “hmmmmm” and then when I think she’s going to come out with something prolific that she’s been thinking about she says “What the heck is a CHAT?”

Over time, she has gotten accustomed to what a “Chat” entails. It started with knock knock jokes. Then she tried out some potty talk like “What’s wrong with saying “Pin-uss” at school, Mommy?” and then tonight, after a brief chat about how she loved doing arts and crafts all the time in our house, she began the questions.

“Mommy, how does a seagull eat?”

“Mommy, how does a seagull drink?”

Satisfied with my answers she thinks long and hard before asking, “Mommy, how does a seagull POOP?”

Her hilarious cackling laughter upon finding that seagulls CAN fly and poop at the same time, was too much.

I couldn’t quite answer “if seagulls pee too”. I don’t think they do, do they? I would think all that liquid white crap comes out of the same place. She was appalled to find out that if you don’t watch out, seagulls might poop on your head.

From the other side of the room her older sister pipes up “A seagull pooped on my FOOT last summer at the beach, REMEMBER?”

And we all sat nodding our heads, remembering the panic and the anxiety she had over the white seagull poop goo streaming between her toes. And how easy it was to wash it off in the ocean.

There you go. That’s what we, three girls, chat about at bedtime.

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