Lucy's Views on Marriage

This picture is of Lucy when we got home from church. Her teacher had given her a treat and she ate most of it on the way home, but offered two last bites that she had held in her hands the whole way home to give Jason and I. The treat was a chocolate covered marshmallow bunny. Needless to say, the bunny was no longer chocolate covered.

Lucy and I have been having the funniest conversations lately. I try to remember them, but by the time I sit down to do it, I've forgotten the details. This morning while we were getting ready for church, out of nowhere she says:

Lucy: "I just wish I could marry Oliver."

Me: "You can't marry your cousin. Sorry, Lucy."

Lucy: "Well then who can I marry?"

Me: "You don't have to worry about that for a while. So don't stress it."

Lucy: "Miss Stephanie (her preschool teacher) said that her brother didn't

get married. That's funny, huh, Mom."

Me: "Sometimes people don't get married, and that's okay."

Lucy: "I can marry Gavin!"

Me: "Why do you want to marry Gavin?"

Lucy: "Because he's my best friend"

(She then got a very worried look on her face)

Lucy: "I hope he doesn't want to marry Hayley!"

Me: "You don't need to get married for a long time, Lucy. When you get married you don't get to be a kid anymore, so just be a kid for a while first."

Lucy: "Well, I'll just play all day when I'm married and a grown-up and a Mom! It'll be okay!"

It seems like everyday she just gets more and more funny. Yesterday the base was hosting a little Easter party outside down the street from our house. I was being really grumpy because Jason wasn't home from helping someone move (what a jerk) and I decided that we would just go and he'd meet us there. I was being really rough and ornery with the two kids as I helped them get their shoes and coats on. As we walked outside she said, "Wow, Mom! It's a great day for an Easter egg hunt!" I had to laugh and put a smile on my face after that.

She's always singing and dancing her days away without a care in the world (some of the time). I love hearing her songs from the other room as she plays. I get sad when I think too much about her growing up and me forgetting all the funny moments we have at our house. Hopefully I can capture more of them in word here on the blog.

As I finish this post, Lucy is in her room screaming because she doesn't want to eat vegetables for dinner and "Daddy never lets her eat what she wants for dinner or fly the kite!!!" Did I say singing and dancing her days away without a care in the world?