Not Ready For This Yet

This is, as accurately as I can remember it, a conversation Jordan & Karlye had on the way home in the car tonight (some names have been omitted to protect the innocent).

Background: The kids were talking about what they wanted to name their future potential children. I couldn't hear the names they were saying at first, although I believe Jordan's current favorite girl's name is Brazil.

Karlye: Well, you have to decide with your wife. You have to pick it together.
Jordan: If I ever have a boy I'm going to name it Michael Jordan. No, Jordan Michael.
Karlye: Then he would have the same name as you. You should name him Michael Jordan.
Jordan: Then his name would be Michael Jordan Disch. Michael Jordan's last name is Jordan, and he spells it the same way I spell my name!

Some discussion followed about the fact that Karlye's last name will change when she gets married but Jordan's won't. Then...

Karlye: If I marry Boy#1 my name will be Karlye So-and-so, but if I marry Boy#2 my last name will be Karlye Something-else.
Jordan: If I marry Girl #1, her name will be Girl #1 Disch, but right now it's Girl #1 Whoever, and if I marry Girl #2 her name will be Girl #2 Disch, but right now it's Girl #2 Blah-blah-blah.
Karlye: Who would you pick to marry first?
Jordan: I like Girl #1 best, then Girl #2, then Girl #3, then Girl #4. I thought you liked Boy #3?
Karlye: I do but I don't know his last name. I'm only saying people that I know their last name. Jordan loves Girl #1.
Jordan: I think she knows that. She's my best friend.
Karlye: I'm talking to Mom. Mom, Jordan loves Girl #1.
Me: That's nice. She's a nice girl.
Jordan: Yeah.

Then discussion followed about the relative merits of Boy#1 and Boy#2. Karlye told Jordan not to tell one of them that she liked him, if Jordan ever saw him, because "you don't want to make him mad" or "he'll take you down to the ground." Jordan wanted to know what would happen if he made the other boy mad and Karlye said he's probably go off and cry.

Karlye: So I have to pick either really tough or really fast. Boy #1 is really tough and Boy #2 is really fast.
Jordan: I'm really fast. Do you think I could beat (one of the boys).
Karlye: Yeah, but you couldn't beat (the other boy).
Jordan: Maybe you should pick someone who's really tough AND really fast.
Karlye: Yeah. When I get married, me and my husband are going to work out together. Because you know when you have babies you get really...(pause, then a whisper)...big. I'm going to stay skinny so I'm going to go and work out right away after I have the baby. Jordan, why are you laughing?
Jordan: You're going to stay skinny???
Karlye: Well, me and my husband are going to work out a lot. Sometimes I'll go work out, and sometimes we'll get a babysitter and then we'll go work out together.
Jordan: You know, this might not work out just the way you have it planned.
Karlye: I know.

I thought I might seriously die from trying so hard not to laugh out loud. I kept turning the music down lower and lower so I could hear them, hoping they wouldn't notice and stop talking. I love kids!

Being Four Changes Everything

The big day is finally here! Sasha has been talking about her golden birthday for months on end. She planned her guest list for her party about four months ago - Mae & Violet, of course, and all the little neighbor girls. She planned the color of her gifts around the same time - some gold (for her golden birthday) and some "not gold". And she's been counting down the days until her birthday for at least a week (and making sure to tell everyone she saw how many days were left). When she got up this morning I was on the computer and she came and stood right by me, stood up as straight and tall as she could, and said, "Mom, Mom, look how big I am now!"

Since the only time we could all be together today was before Jordan went to school, I made cinnamon rolls for breakfast, which has never happened before. Sasha freaked out because the frosting was dripping, so I had to cut hers into pieces and give her a fork. Then we took all the cards and presents in by Justin and woke him up so he could watch her open them. She'd been begging me for a pink tutu so I made one with an elastic hair band and tulle which ended up being really cute. We also got her some little suede and fake fur boots to wear with dresses and leggings, but her favorite present was free. I got a few bags of hand me down clothes and toys from my boss's girlfriend's nieces this week, and lo and behold there were two My Little Pony's, one with wings. I have a feeling that pony is going everywhere with her for the foreseeable future.

After breakfast, little miss sticky had a bath. She kept asking me all these questions about 4 persons, like "can 4 persons take a bath" and "can 4 persons use big washcloths". I couldn't figure out what she was talking about when I suddenly realized that she meant people who are 4 years old! Apparently she thinks that being a year older means not only do you grow much bigger overnight, but most aspects of your life will change. I'm afraid she's in for a bit of a let down. When she told me she's old enough now to eat in a big girl chair (instead of the high chair we put her back in because she's so short and has turned into such an antsy messy eater this year) I did tell her that we would give it a try, so that's something. Justin told me that while I was at work, before she went off for her birthday sleepover with Great-Grandma Louise and Great-Grandpa Glen, she told him that she hadn't got any gold presents yet. She also told Great-Grandma Louise when she came to pick Sasha up, so I imagine that problem will soon be remedied!

I can't believe my little baby girl is 4 years old already!