Real Conversations

The following conversations have actually taken place in our house over the past couple of weeks. Our two little girls crack me up on a daily basis. For that matter, the teenage girl cracks me up on a daily basis. But these conversations just happen to have taken place with the two little ones.

While playing "make-believe" one day:
Sophie: "Ella, what do you think my name should be?"
Ella: "I think your name should be Sophia."
Sophie: "Ella, no! Sophie is a rock star name!"

After asking me the 1,000th question of the day:
Ella: "Mommy, how do you know everything?"
Me: "Sugar, I don't know everything. I just try to tell you what I do know about everything you ask me."
Ella: "Daddies don't know everything. Just some things. Mommies know more. And girls. Girls know more, too."
Me: "Okay, sugar. Whatever you say."
[This one is even cuter when you consider that Ella uses an 's' in place of every 'th' she comes across.]

On the last day of school:
Sophie: "Mommy, I know exactly where I want to have my birthday party."
Me: "Oh, good. Where?"
Sophie: "At the Polka Dot Palace."
Me (completely confused): "Baby, I've never even heard of the Polka Dot Palace. Do you know where it is? Did one of your friends have a party there?"
Sophie: "No, Mama! The Polka Dot Palace is Ms. S......'s house." (her 1st grade teacher)
Me: "Oh, um. Ok. Does she know that?"
Sophie: "No, but I call it that. Because she LOVES polka dots. And because she's a princess and they all live in palaces."
Me: "Well, darlin', that's really sweet of you to want to do it there. But I'm not sure she'll want to offer up her house for your party."
Sophie: "Mama, I just told you - it's not a house. It's a palace."