And here’s a little Ella-ism just for good measure…
“I have found a bird in the woods.
It lives in my hat.”
Yes, okay. Here’s hoping the little things (such as pails on our heads) bring us happiness over the weekend. Have a great one!
xoxo
Poppy was ready for her morning nap by the time we sat down for breakfast this morning. She sat wriggling in front of her scrambled eggs and apple chunks, periodically slamming the pieces to the floor, one at a time.
I tried to calm her and offer her breakfast straight from my hand, usually a sure method of delivery. But she wailed and swatted my hand aside.
That’s when the little apple-munching observer situated across from me chimed in:
“Poppy, you havva be grateful for what you have.”
“Hmmm?” I inquired just to hear her say it again.
“Poppy’s not bein’ grateful for what she has!”
My head fell to the side, my core melted, and my smile met hers, now bashful.
There are things you try to instill, and sometimes you just don’t know if the lesson has sunk in. In toddler life, at least as I’ve found with ours, heavy-handed topics are mostly bearable through quick and frequent mentions here and there. I can never be sure if those heavy notes have left a mark.
Until I hear it regurgitated through my tiny wonder of a child.
Then thoughtfully her observation comes to a close:
“Maybe Poppy don’t like the grateful…”
Ella Faye on flying:
“But. I want to go on a plane.
But. I can’t fly. I don’t have wings.
I just have tiny hands.“
We sat at the lunch table the other day, just finishing up, when suddenly Ella began a dialogue from the story of Snow White. I often think the princess stories are just floating around in her head every second she is awake. Out of the blue she will recite a line from one of her favorite plots or make a reference here or there when she spots a real life similarity. This moment at the lunch table, she must have been overcome and let her little rendition slip out.
I present to you the story of Snow White, according to Ella Faye:
Witch: I see you are dangerous. Take this lovely apple.
Snow White: Hey calm down, Witch. Calm down. Sure I’ll take a bite.
Witch: Hey, my apple! Ahahahahahahaha!!
I had to grab my phone and record what she had said. Her version was even complete with a croaky voice for the witch and a high pitched one for Snow White. I love the dynamic she has created between the sweet (and apparently sassy) Snow White and her wicked stepmother. I love the way she turned their exchange into something so casual. The girl is a storyteller.
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