Sometimes, I love The Kidling in spite of her.
The Family went for a scorching, brutally hot lovely thirty minutes of torture run this morning. We have a nice paved trail that begins just a short distance from our home. It also happens to pass by two parks, so it is never much of a struggle to convince her to hop into the jogging stroller for a short jaunt.
Confidential to my procreating readers: bribery always works.
We typically run to the end of the trail and then turn around, stopping at a park on the way home. The trail ends with a very steep hill. It was while running back down the hill that The Kidling asked me, “how do you not slip on that hill when you are so big and heavy?”
It is a miracle, darling…
kidlingville 
She was clearly talking about your brain heft my friend, nothing more without question..
I am a heavy-hitter in the intellect department (please note that my voice is dripping with sarcasm).
It is a good thing I am comfortable in my own skin, or this might have left me a bit shaken. It just made me giggle. The Dada laughed out loud.
I am convinced that Alice has developed a very sophisticated humor palate, and knows when she’s going to land one that’s riotously funny. Happily, this doesn’t negate the off-the-cuff comments that are spoken without thought, for they are priceless too…
Indeed. I am still trying to figure out when she knows she is hilarious and when she just is. Often she is funniest in making and reacting to inquiries. She asked me this morning (on the run) how babies know not to come when people don’t want to be mommies. Umm, yikes? Thankfully the sidewalk narrowed, I went ahead, she forgot her question, and we proceeded to play “catch up to mom.” Now I have time to think about it before the next time she asks.
That’s a really good question (to which I too don’t have an answer)…I hope you’re jogging again when she asks, so you can quickly speed up and engage in another game of capture the mama…
I said something along the lines of, “well, folks typically try to make plans to have children,” before I made my narrow-sidewalked escape.
**sigh** I’m in trouble with this one. The Kidling doesn’t soon forget.
You my friend are a very quick thinker…you were already ten words ahead of me..I’m still at ‘uh….’
Tee hee. I was just trying to find a way around the full-on birds and bees conversation. I can think quickly when I am genuinely panicked. 😉
A very critical asset!!
I am so glad MM doesnt wonder about these things. At least not with me. Maybe he asks his Papa and I’m saved trying to find the answer. MM tends to ask me more academic questions (which is up my alley) and how to beat levels on his games (which I have no idea).
Lucky. Alice asks about everything. Everything. And I am the one who is generally expected to provide the perfect response.
Maybe it’s because you are the one most capable of providing the perfect response?
Perhaps?
Definitely.
Excellent. I appreciate your highly-favorable assessment of my parenting potential. 🙂
What is it they say, “Out of the mouths of babes….” ? I am so glad that my dogs can’t talk.
😉
Ha! Yes, I would not want Margot to talk. She would just say “Feed me. Feed me. Feed me. I’m hungry. Mo-om! Rub my belly.”
The Mama,
I… Uh. Me… No. Maybe… Nah.
Wow.
Le Clown
My thought exactly, Le Clown.
Thankfully it happened on a jog. Now at least you have a bit of warning for when she drops the question again when there is no sidewalk narrowing in sight!
Yes! But I still don’t know what to tell her… There might be several euphemisms involved.
Bribing does totally work and it sounds like she was already building her defense to her future gravity discussion at dinner time. Great stuff.
Thanks, Simon. This actually happened the morning AFTER the gravity conversation. I don’t always post in order, and the “big and heavy” bit was too funny for me to wait until this week.
I once told my mom, “I like the way your butt jiggles. I want a jiggly butt just like yours some day,” so now when one of my children make a less than flattering observation I know I’m getting karmic payback.
That is awesome. Alice has said similar things (I’m thinking of one in particular that isn’t acceptable on this blog. If this blog ever becomes a book, then it will be included…). She typically comments on how fat/heavy/big I am. Because I know very well that I am none of those things, it just makes me giggle.
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