Conversation With a Four-Year-Old

I'm a purger. Not that kind of purger. I like to clean out closets and drawers and cabinets on a pretty regular basis. Especially around the holidays. Out with the old, in with the new.

Santa brought the girls a brand new, big, beautiful doll house for Christmas. So I put the word out to my mommy friends that their old, much smaller doll house was up for grabs. I got a taker right away, and she came over this afternoon to take it off our hands. Daisy wanted to know why I was giving her old doll house away, and I told her that another little girl was going to take it since Daisy and her sisters got a new one for Christmas. She wasn't too happy with my unilateral decision to purge one of HER possessions.

A little while after my friend picked up the old doll house, I was holding Finn and Daisy said to me, "Are you going to give him away?"

Me: "What?!"

Daisy: "Are you going to give him away?"

Me: "Who, Finn? No, of course not!"

Daisy: "Why not?"

Me: "Because he's my baby, that's why not."

Daisy: "Well, you gave away MY doll house!" (Picture her standing with hands on hips in a decidedly snotty manner.)

**sigh**