Decisive

Quote after bath tonight, completely unrelated to anything we'd talked about today or in the last several weeks: "I made a decision Mama. I not going to be a mom and I not going to get married because you and Daddy are already married and I don't want to marry anyone else and you have to be married to be a mom so I not going to be a mom. And I not gonna change my mind."

(Prelude to this were countless statements to me over the past year or more about her wanting to marry me and only me, and my explaining that this was fairly impossible. Also for the past few days she's been turning various items into "babies." Salt and pepper shakers, bottle of bath soap, etc, and has been very nurturing to them and saying she's their mama. The bottle of bath soap's name, by the way, is Kinella.)

Quote 2 hours ago: "I want to go visit Pepere after dinner tonight because I like Pepere now. Now Pepere is my very good friend, but don't be sad because you're my very best friend Mama. You and Daddy." (Prelude to THIS was a box of Trader Joe's maple cream cookies that we brought my Dad over the weekend, of which he shared several with his beloved granddaughter and earned lots of sugar points. Now that I think of it, maybe those cookies alone were the reason the dentist found "a little something" that needs "cleaning out"...as in with a drill... in one her back molars this morning!)

***UPDATE 1/11*** Tonight Beatrice announced " I want to get married, but not to a boy. Just to a girl. Two girls. Maybe two or three." Good thing we live in Connecticut Bea!