I was taking Maya to the babysitters today so I could get some training done for work. She obviously was having some anxiety about going. The conversation went a little like this:
Maya: Mommy, my tummy hurts.
Me: It does? What's wrong?
Maya: Mommy, I have a fever.
Me: (starting to fall for it) You have a fever? Your tummy hurts?
(in realization) Wait, Maya, what is a fever?
Maya: (trying to use some mind trickery) Mommy, I have a fever in my tummy.
Me: Maya, I don't think you are really sick.
Maya: *Chuckles*
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I like your little feisty pants. She's funny. I like that she thinks she's funny too.
Adorable. Our kids are just too smart for their own good! How did it all go at the sitters'?
I actually remember trying that with my mother one time and she didn't say a word, but marched in the kitchen got some ice water and made me drink it. Then stated "Ice cools Hot. No more fever. You are cured. Get to work". I was always trying to get outta work. HA HA HA HA. Your Maya is such a little thinker. How is the job going? Hope you are liking it!
So cute!!! She's a clever girl, isn't she?
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