One of the virtues of being very young is that you don't let the facts get in the way of your imagination. ~Sam Levenson


Okay, so I have zero idea who Sam Levenson is, but find his words so fitting for something I've been spending a lot of time thinking about/noticing lately. Of course this is all due to me being lucky enough to witness the girls' creativity take flight--I dare anyone to tell me what's more inspiring than watching a young 'un tell these complicated stories that they fully believe to be true. Stories that are full of whimsy and possiblity and complete nonsense, told so vehemently and enthusiastically that you can't help but believe your daughter did, indeed, just see a kangaroo. On a rooftop. In New Jersey. (This happened on the way to preschool the other day, and Kate was very concerned about the kangaroo having to go to timeout--I'm glad she recognizes that playing on roofs is a big no-no).

In the past week alone, I've crawled out of the mole hole in our yard, Lovey has pooped several times and both girls have gone swimming. On the moon.

It's so totally cool to watch these little creatures, who I still consider helpless peanuts, engage in this imaginative play. Every time they play with their dolls, it cracks me up to hear them quoting ME and repeating every single one of my daily mantras. Despite all evidence to the contrary, they have indeed been hearing EVERYTHING I say. They may not be the best of the listeners, but they're damn good at regurgitating. Julia loves to have meals with her dolls and Lovey (and tell them that they must sit on their respective tushes), while Kate is often comforting her dolls, who are always crying (seriously, I think her babies need Prozac). Kate loves to tell me and Julia that her dolls are crying because they miss their mommy--this is immediately followed by declarations of "Mommy KAAATE, I the MOMMY, OKAY?" Like what, anyone's disagreeing?

The only downside to this display of creative brilliance is that I no longer am able to tell when the truth is being told. Specifically, when asked about the happenings at preschool, both girls will weave these tales about how so-and-so was in timeout for pushing Kate and then so-and-so bit Julia. Now, I know the biting thing isn't true b/c there would be an accident report from preschool, however, the pushing very well could have happened. Oh well, I'm pretty sure I would be notified if something substantial were to occur.

Kate and Scott both have ear infections right now, which Kate finds verrrrry cool. Since Scott's dx (last night), Kate has been prancing around saying "Daddy's ear is broken. JUST. LIKE. KATE. Yayyyyy, Daddy." Apparently, this is quite the accomplishment on Scott's part.

Should have some good pics to post next week. Our friends are coming to visit from Cincy today--Aubrey, Ottis, and Baby Cameron, who technically isn't a baby anymore. I just hope the girls don't terrorize Cameron!