The day I found out that I'm all hard and cold.

So Delaney and I were watching her latest tv show obsession, Kim Possible, yesterday before her naptime (after Tori was already taking her nap). At the end of the show (we usually just watch one then off to bed) she asked me could she watch another. The conversation went something like this:

D - "Oooohh, it's going off. Could I pleeeeaaase watch another Kim Possible before naptime, Mommy?"

M - "Hmmmm, let's see what time it is and then decide."

D - "I promise that I'll go straight to bed right after Mommy!"

M - "Well, it looks like we have time to watch another if you do go to bed as soon as it goes off."

(she usually likes to collect animals to sleep with and talk about the show after, so this was an important point that was apparently beyond her, since she completely balked at the idea of going straight to bed after it was actually over and had, well, pretty much a fit. BUT this is not the point of this overdrawn retelling of this conversation...so...meanwhile back at the ranch...)

D - "Mommy thank you - You are a ROCK!" she says with a huge grin.

M - "I'm a what?"

D - "You are a rock Mommy!"

M - "Uh, ok thanks."

D - "Now you say that I'm a rock Mommy - just like on Kim Possible."

Me having a lightbulb moment - "Oh, you mean like when Kim told her mom that she 'rocked' and then her mom said, 'You rock too Kimmie.'?"

(That's a lot of punctuation at the end of that, but it feels right, so I'm leaving it.)

D - "Yeah Mommy like that."


So apparently I'm a rock. Not sure how I feel about that. I guess I just need to find out what kind of rock I am to know whether I like it or not. I'll get back to you.

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Posted by Melissa on 8/28/2004 08:46:00 PM :: Permalink   
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