Upon coming in to her room she had used her blankets to tuck in her baby dolls. As she climbed into bed she kicked off the conversation by exclaiming, "Mommy, it sure can be tough sometimes to be a Mommy. My babies won't go to sleep without me but that's okay because I love them."
Me: "Well, it's a good thing you have a mommy who loves you, too."
Milayla: I love you, too. And when I am big and I'm a mommy I will get to sleep in your big bed and then my babies will fit better.
Me: When you are big and a mommy, I think you will probably have your own big bed. But you have a lot of time before then.
Milayla: We may need a bigger house then. If I'm big, that means Atticus will be big too and we will both need big beds.
Me: That will all be worked out. For tonight, you just need to worry about snuggling under your blankets in your bunk bed and getting some sleep.
Milayla: Bunk beds is a funny word. Is it a compound word?
Me: It is two separate words.
Milayla: Oh. Do you want to know where the word 'bunk bed' comes from? (she was beginning to stall at this point, but I dared not discourage creative conversation - though I am sure the kids are on to my weakness for that).
Me: I dont. Where do you suppose it comes from?
Milayla: It's called a bunk bed because if you are big and sleep in the top...I'm not big enough yet but Atticus is big enough because he's older...then you fall off the bed and you bunk your head.
Me: Oh. Wow! How fitting for them to call it a bunk bed.
Milayla: But that's not all. I can still bonk my head too. Because if you are on the bottom bed and you get up too fast you also bunk your head!
Me: Milayla, how clever of you to catch the play on words. Careful not to bunk your head tonight.
Milayla: I won't, Mommy. I know to be careful.
Oh, how I wish that I could record conversations with the kids. I love their little voices and would love to be able to have a audio to look back at and listen to. Milayla doesn't much care for conversations where I am recording though. So my memory shall have to do until she changes her mind. And I sure do love conversations with her and seeing how much her perspectives are growing as she learns more and more every day. Such a treasure to be her mom.
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