Capable of being six.

Nine days out of ten, I am on Kiddo duty before I’ve had a cup of coffee.  Heck, most mornings, it’s before I have a sip of coffee.  This morning was no different, only I needed to wake up and come immediately online and discuss Elfie and hiding spots for an unfound overly intrepid elf.  Used all the vowels there!  

I was awakened with a smack and before I had my eyes opened, I was bombarded with questions, thoughts, and everything else that is on a six year old’s mind on a Wednesday at the end of November.  As I shamble out of the bedroom, I hear exactly what I expected to hear - “I’m hungry… and where could that Elf be????”  

I pour cereal.  I turn off her room and the night light, speaker, and white noise sounds she sleeps with.  Setting up the iPad, I look down as she is destroying cereal as she partially eats, partially looks around for Elfie, and partially talks to me about her dreams, how she got to dreamland, what her Fairy Grab was like, and what special she had in school today.  As I said, it was VERY six and Kiddo is very very good at being six.  

An aside, she also very very good at reading.  She wanted to read to me the other night.  She read and it was great.  It was a silly story about a girl who had a spell cast on her and so she had Wixed up Murds.  Kiddo thought the story was hilarious and so she read it to me.  It was 10ish pages.  She only needed help with two words that caught her (discombobulated and melancholy) and she read the rest to me.  I was proud of her and told her so.  I also praised her to J.  Later that night, J informed me that she was reading a 3.5 level book.  That’s the back end of grade 3.  She’s in the front half of grade 1.  I’ll take that as a win!

So, she’s 6 and good at it.  We finally found Elfie, hiding out in one of my pots.  Luckily (and coincidentally) it isn’t a pot or pan that I’ll need tonight.  Funny how Elfie never seems to hide in those places.  :P  Kiddo, therefore, could go back to full time cereal consumption and iPad time.  Like usual with her and iPad, unless she’s in Epic or really into an app, she kind of munches, plays, and chats at me.  Today, she needed to not just talk, but to come and demonstrate.

What she wanted to demonstrate for me was that she had learned that Koalas have fingerprints JUST like humans.  Like, JUST LIKE.  Scientists can’t even tell by looking if it’s human or koala, they need to do microscopic examinations to know!  Wow, Kiddo, you are blowing my mind at 06:54 <sips coffee>.

You wanna know something else????

She’s chatty, so I scoop her up and put her on my lap so we can chat and I can not have to worry about her flailing about while I try to drink coffee.  When she’s on my lap, she’s always good about chilling and keeping her movements more in check, especially when I reach for coffee.  She gives me more facts and I just can’t even anymore.  I am just so filled with love and amusement by her and her Kiddoness and Sixnesses that I grab her and give her a hug and a kiss on the forehead.   

The hug, however, turns into a hug where I need to hug so hard I pop her head off.  Now, I’ve been trying for 6 years to hug her so hard her head pops off.  So far, I’ve had no luck.  Today, however, I was determined.  I give a big squeeze and she tells me - “You’re not gonna pop my head off Dada, hugs can’t pop off heads.”  Well, naturally, I squeeze harder.  I gave it all I had.  I was exhausted afterwords.  Could hardly lift my arms from all the hugging and trying to pop heads off.  

The following is word for word-

Dada, you can’t pop off heads with hugs.

I don’t know.  Maybe you can.  Maybe I popped yours off and it just popped right back on.

Ummmm… Dada!  No!

Ummmm… Kiddo!  Maybe.

Nope.

Well, maybe it popped off for like 1 second and you just didn’t know.

I would know. My brain is connected to my body and if my head popped off I would know because I wouldn’t be able to see for that one second since my brain wouldn’t be connected to my body.

Well, that sounds reasonable, but is it true.

Yup!

How do you know, though?

I’m a capable child!

How do you argue with that?  I just laughed and gave her another hug, only this time I didn’t try to pop her head off, I just loved.  She is just too much for words sometimes.

No new pics since Loy Krathong, but I went into the archives and found a couple of the capable child for y’all to enjoy.

Let’s go, Kiddo… It’s almost the weekend, almost Xmas break, and Elfie needs to be found in the mornings.  We’ve also got a Christmas tree to put up this weekend.  Should be an amazing next few weeks of fun and love.  Hugs to you, Kiddo, and Mumma too.