An invisible book of birds

Grandma Shellie somehow wound up with a birdbath.  When she told Aria that they were going to paint it, apparently Aria told her that according to her invisible book of birds they had to paint it pink and purple.  Why?  Because it would put a smile on their beaks.

The birdbath was painted pink and purple by one very satisfied little girl.

The Infamous Journal

Okay.  So the story goes like this.  One day, I went to pick up Aria from school.  She was at the playground so I busied myself packing up her stuff.  The lead teacher brought up Aria's journal.  Okay, she specifically told me that Aria has a flair for the macabre.

Alright.  Nothing too surprising.

Except that apparently, some of her stories had the other teacher a wee worried.  The lead teacher told me this while laughing, saying that the other teacher wanted to know if this was something that they should bring up with Aria's parents.

Anyhow, today at Aria's preschool graduation, we received the infamous journal.

Story 1: Feb. 5, 2013

This is apparently the carnage left over after I feasted on monsters. 

This is a story about a lot of monsters that come to my house.  They try to eat me.  My mommy protects me by eating the monsters.  She loves the meat of them.  One monster is still alive when Mommy ate it.  But the monster was magic and disappeared out! The monster disappeared away!

Story 2: Feb. 21, 2013

Meet ghost.  He likes to collect dead things and make art out of them.

This is a ghost. The ghost creeped into a creepy house.  The ghost found a skeleton that was dead and he grabbed it and he brought it home.  At home, he did art with it and he went to bed but he couldn't go to sleep so he went away.  And he found an old house and it was so creepy and he found a little, little spider that was dead.  And then he grabbed it and he brought it home and he did art with it.  And he shivered his hands.

So I think its important to mention she was recognized today for her great storytelling skills.

R-D-S

AJ likes to use Google image search.  Yes, its potentially dangerous.  I've had to click off of the browser quickly because of an unsavory photo or two before.  Heh.  But she enjoys it and it helps her with spelling. 

The other day she typed these three letters into the search engine: R-D-S.  

Hmm...okay.

Me: AJ, what is R-D-S?
AJ: Mom!  That's wrist!

Right.  Of course. Well...its close enough, eh.

Tree Wool

"Mom, LOOK!  It's tree wool!"  

Doppelganger

Aria put on her daddy's slippers.  And then her eyes lit up when she spotted one of his t-shirts.  

Aria: Mom, Mom, is this daddy's shirt?
Me: Uhm....yes. Why?
Aria: Because I have to put his clothes on and pretend to be him. When he gets out of the bathroom, he'll be all like, "woah, that's me."

She did it too.  Put his shirt, his hoodie, and slippers on and then waited patiently for him to leave the bathroom.  When he came out, she said in a deep voice, "Hello, my name is Phil!"

We all cracked up.  Good times.  Good times.  

Sharing

According to Aria's daddy, when he took her to the gas station she asked if she could buy candy with her allowance money.  She excitedly picked out a big bag of almond M&Ms and brought it to him.

Aria: Does this say sharing?
Daddy: Yes, why?
Aria: Good, because I'm going to share them with you.

Adorable.

~Robin

Macha Eggs

Bet you're wondering what Macha eggs are, eh?  Yeah, well they're the brown eggs.  Typically we buy white eggs; it is cheaper.  For some reason though I grabbed the brown eggs from the store.  AJ was amazed.  I tried to tell her that sometimes there are brown eggs, sometimes there are white eggs.  She stared at me.  She slowly shook her head.

AJ: Mom, those are Macha Eggs.
Me: What exactly is a Macha Egg?  You know...chickens...they just have brown eggs sometimes.
AJ: Well, yeah, Mom, of course.  The brown eggs are called Macha Eggs and they are from chickens.
Me: Okay, well then where do white eggs come from?
AJ: Oh those come from the eggplant.

Oh.  Well of course then.  That settles it.