First, a Moment of Triumph:
While I was fixing food today, Kaia called into the kitchen telling me there was a spider in the living room. I told her I'd come get it in a minute. She came into the kitchen and asked for a paper towel. I gave her half a paper towel, and she left happily. Last week she spent more than five minutes chasing one of those itty-bitty, less than 1/8" wide spiders around the window sill. I assumed she was repeating that little adventure.
"It's running away!" she called.
"Okay, I'll come get it," I answered.
Seconds later, "I got it! I squashed him! Mommy, do you want to see it squashed?"
"Sure," I answered, expecting it to be a tiny, unrecognizable spec on the paper towel. Boy, was I surprised. It was huge. Really--probably the size of a quarter. It was squashed, but I thought it looked like a wolf spider. "Wow, Kaia, you got a big one! I thought you squashed a little spider!"
"No, Mommy. It had big legs!"
Yeah, that was an understatement! We showed it to her daddy on Skype. It was that big.
Now, a Moment of Honesty (sort of):
We read The Cat in the Hat today. After all sorts of adventures with the cat, the narrator concludes with these final lines:
Then our mother came in
And said to us two,
"Did you have any fun?
Tell me. What did you do?"
And Sally and I did not know
What to say. Should we tell her
The things that went on there that day?
Should we tell her about it?
Now, what should we do?
Well....what would YOU do
If your mother asked YOU?
And I asked Kaia, "Well, what would you say? What would you say if that happened to you and I asked about your day?"
Kaia looked very thoughtful for about ten seconds, as if she were really considering her options. Then she answered, "Well, I would probably just forget."