This morning, Emily was in our room with me while I was putting on my socks and shoes. This is not all that unusual, but for some reason this morning, she was obsessing over one of the pillows that goes on Ashley’s and my bed. I stopped pulling on my shoes and watched her for a few minutes; then, I realized that she was hissing as she was twirling the tassels on the pillow.
I asked Emily what she was doing and I got this response: “I see snakes.” I asked her where and she pointed at the pillow and then swung her arm around to point at a random place on the floor. “Oh no! Snakes!” she exclaimed. I decided to play along, so we spent the rest of the morning, until time to go, chasing around the house, hunting for snakes and catching them.
This evening, after we got home, I was sure that she had forgotten all about the snakes. However, after dinner, she suddenly turned to me and, in that cute little two year old voice, whispered “Daddy! Snakes!! I get two snakes, kay?”
The great snake hunt of 2009 was on again.
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Snakes? Hope you don’t find any!!! Kiss little punkin from her CeCe and tell her to leave the snakes alone. Where does that imagination come from? Love, Mom
Isn’t it amazing what they will remember? Pictures please…..