Dear Diary

I have to write down a couple of thoughts about Ava before I forget.

The other day I was asking her about her friends at school. She told me she has this new friend named Leah and her daddy is an "Army guy" too. She said she showed Leah how to dance, and where to put her backpack (I guess she is a new girl at school, and her father is deployed). She was telling me about a couple of other friends that are girls and then she sighed and said, "But I need a boyfriend." I said, "What?! Why? You don't need a boyfriend!" to which she replied, "I do mommy! I love boys!"

Huh?

Also this morning I was cleaning up breakfast and she started to tell me this story about this little boy who gave this other boy his cookie and he lied, and then his mom said, "Good job at sharing." I was so confused what she was talking about and then I slowly made the connection. I read her this story out of The Friend (our church magazine for kids) about this little boy who kept giving away his food and his jacket and his mom was really upset because they knew it was just an imaginary friend. She asked him if he was lying and to prove he was, they told him to bring home his friend. He responded by saying he would try, but he didn't know because his "friend" was very shy. The mom and older brother shared a knowing look but the next day the little boy announced his "friend" had decided he would come to their house. He led this little boy in the house that was all dirty and was wearing practically rags, except for a brand new jacket. So all along the little boy had been telling the truth and sharing even though his family didn't believe him. Anyway, that was long, but Ava was re telling the story. I literally read that to her months ago & only read it one time. I cannot believe she retained it for so long!


Ok just one more. I was telling her a little bit about how she was born (she was in my tummy, then I went to the hospital and the Dr helped her come out of my tummy)and she suddenly announced that she had a baby in her tummy too. I said, "Oh really? And what is your baby's name?" She told us it was a boy and his name is Jack. I asked her who the daddy is and she told me that we don't know him but he's a firefighter daddy. He left though, and he won't be here when the baby "comes out" or ever really.

I think I need to have a serious talk with my daughter about her poor choice in boys/pretend daddys.

Kael do not worry, I will write about you soon!

And here she is hard at work practicing soccer