Friday, July 11, 2008


A few nights ago, bath time. Hazel is draping a wet washcloth on herself, telling me it's her beautiful wedding dress.

"Mommy, who can I marry?"

"How about a boy? Do you know a good boy to marry?"


"You could marry Pierson."

"No, I can't marry Pierson. He's too younger."

Hmm, true. He is a whopping 10 months younger than her. Think.

"How about Bruce? You could marry Bruce." Got her! Bruce is 9 days older than her!

"No, Bruce is too younger too."

"No he's not. Bruce is your same age."

"He is? He's my same age? Yay!"

And immediately she's on to playing with the toy boats. Maybe this is the 3-year-old equivalent of writing your name with a boy's last name to see how it looks.


MiaKatia said...

I love your snapshot posts! It is fun to think about the possibilities of their lives which seem so wide open.

Maren said...

L has been known to get really worked up over this conundrum. For a long time it was hard to convince her she had to marry someone besides Daddy or her brother. Who can blame her? They are the boys she knows and trusts and already loves.

There were many nights last year when Daddy would come home to find her all dressed up in her ball gown, ready to play wedding with him as soon as he walked in the door. The game consisted of putting on some George Winston and them dancing around the room. Good memories.

Lindsay said...

I would LOVE to see Hazel and Bruce hook up someday!

Jenifuz said...

that's darling!

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