Waiting to exhale

Adelaide-bath-collage“Mommy!”

I hear Adelaide call from her soapy bath. “Want to watch me hold my breath underwater?”

I walk over to the bathtub where Adelaide is plugging her nose and bobbing down into the water, swimming back and forth in a tub that is only about as long as she is tall.

“I’m practicing holding my breath!” she says. “That way, the next time I’m in the pool with Daddy and he says ‘I love you’ underwater, I’ll be able to stay down long enough to hear him.”

 

You can’t hurry love

Adelaide comes into the bedroom and hands Daddy a sheet of paper with numbers on it.

Adelaide: I made a secret code! Read it!

Daddy: I can’t read this code. What does it say?

Adelaide: It says, “I…love…you!”

Daddy: Oh, thanks, Adelaide! I love you, too!

Adelaide runs out of the room and returns a few minutes later with another piece of paper with numbers on it.

Adelaide: Here you go, Mommy! It’s a secret code!

Mommy: Oh, nice! What does it say?

Adelaide: It says, “I…like…you!”

How did you know?

Adelaide walks out of the bathroom and into the living room and grabs a new outfit from the pile of laundry I’m folding.

Adelaide: I’m going to wear something else.

Mommy: What happened to your old outfit?

Adelaide: It got a little wet.

Mommy: Did you put it in the laundry basket?

Adelaide: Yeah.

Mommy: So it’s not on the floor of the bathroom?

Adelaide: It’s not on the floor of the bathroom.

Mommy:

Adelaide: Oh, I’m not telling the truth. (Heads to the bathroom.) How did you know?

She has decided

Adelaide: I decided I am not going to get married.

Daddy: Why is that?

Adelaide: Because I want to stay with Augie and you and Mommy.

Mommy: Well I think that is a good decision. I definitely want you around for the next 15 or 20 years.

Daddy: 15

Mommy: But if you change your mind, just let us know.

Adelaide: I will never change my mind. I am sure.

Pet cemetery

Adelaide: What if you had a dead cat, and you had a box for a present, but it was empty, and you put the dead cat in the box, and you taped it shut, and  you invited your friends over to your house, and everyone said what was special about the cat, and then you sang songs?

Mommy: Well, I guess that would be a nice funeral for the cat.

Adelaide: And what if you found a hole that a fox dug, but the fox was gone, so the hole was empty, and you put the box in the hole?

Mommy: Well, I guess that would be the cat’s burial service.

Adelaide: And what if you found a rock or a piece of wood and you had a dark crayon, and you wrote “Dead Cat that belonged to Rosie” on it and you put it on top?

Mommy: Well, I guess that would be a gravestone.

Adelaide: Mm-hm. (silence) And what if you had a dead dog, and you had a box…