So I've decided today that memories are passed down (not the actual memories, but just the part of the brain that holds memories). While I feel like the part of my brain that holds memories (short term, long term, doesn't matter) has dwindled and I am lucky to remember to call people back, Bailey's seems to be stronger than mine ever was. I find myself wondering if this gets even worse with each child, in which case, perhaps we shouldn't try for more!
We were driving through the park after playing for a little while and passed the shelter where we had Bailey's birthday party. And she said "that's where I had my birthday."
WHAAAT!?!?! She turned 2 in September. How in the WORLD does she remember where we had her birthday party.
Later on today she told me, "The big kitty at Mamaw's house doesn't like it when I hold her." Now that seems like a normal thing for her to remember. (P.S. Mamaw, I have yet to break the news that said kitty is no longer ... )
While we're on the memory subject: a couple days ago, we went out to color in sidewalk chalk (did I mention I love spring weather?), and she said "remember what we did last day?" She calls it "last day" when it's not "yesterday" or "today."
Refer to paragraph 1 of this post, and you'll know my response, which was "what did we do?" And she said, "you colored me," and proceeded to lay down on the sidewalk so I could trace around her and she could draw her face and paint her nails :)
It's true when they say children are like little sponges. She soaks up EVERYTHING and I never know when she's going to spout out something she's heard or seen. Keeps the days fun, interesting and, sometimes, humiliating :)
For instance, there was one time I was talking on the phone and mentioned that I felt like I look like a boy with my short hair and no makeup on. So we're in the bank a couple weeks later and she says "mommy, you look like a boy today." There was nothing to do but laugh as every head in the line in front of us tried to inconspicuously glance my way. I don't want to know whether or not they found truth in her words.
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Don't you wonder what the other people were thinking when they finally saw you? 'Cause you in NO way look like a boy. I don't think that's possible. I probably would have been wondering where the child got it from. Actually, I would have been the stranger blatantly looking at you and smiling. :)
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