Breakfast is usually interesting. This morning, Teagan told he that she didn’t dream about twinkle stars, but about lamps and, I think it was pigs. There may have been dancing, she was fuzzy on the details.
She also told me that I needed to invite some one in particular to her sister’s party. Guess who? Guthrie!! She said that if we invited him to Ashlin’s party, they could have their own party. So cute. Oh, and Ashlin can have cupcakes for her party. She’s allowed to have cupcakes.
Then Teagan started talking about her birthday party. The invite list is to include a few kids from day care, and Guthrie, and Auntie Em, and J*, a teacher at day care. She didn’t want to invite her favorite teachers, or the ones we think are her favorites. Especially one, who’s name she sometimes uses when she talks to me. (Yes, it bothers me a bit that she’s calling me someone else, that somehow the line between teacher and mother has gotten blurred for her. Anyway). And she wants both cupcakes and cake at her party. And candy. And she wants to wear her Christmas outfit, with the teddy bear.
And she wants to have LaLa and PopPop over for breakfast, or was it lunch?
We can do that.