Annacdotes Part 3

Anna turned 3 on Sunday. So to celebrate, here are some more delightful anecdotes.

1. Anna is definitely in the midst of the why phase. It's funny how, maybe 4 months ago, she just didn't ever ask why. But she's learning the concept now for sure. I wouldn't say she has it completely down yet, as I'll illustrate below, but she's on her way.

I love the nonsensical whys.

"Mom, why is this chocolate?" or "Why is this a bird?"

She may not make much sense, but she's definitely got a handle on how soothing it is to everyone around to say it over and over and over and over.

Anna: Why do we eat food?
Me: To help our bodies grow big and strong.
Anna: But why?
Me. To help our bodies grow big and strong.
Anna: Yeah, but why?
Me: Because it tastes good.
Anna: But why do we eat food?

And this will continue for another 3 minutes until I say, totally exasperated, "Just because!" So she's just getting the hang of it.

I also realized that it's my answers that either restate her question or make the least sense that satisfy her the most — and put an end to the incessant asking. Case in point:

Anna: Why do we both have braids in our hair?
Me: Because we both do.

Done. She never asked about that again. I should write a book about confusing your child into silence.

2. "Open up it." A favorite phrase these days. "Mom, I want this yogurt. Can you open up it?"

3. "Lesterday." I think this has made it onto several Annacdote lists, but I realized something else about it just recently. Lesterday, to Anna, can mean the day before today, but it can also mean anytime in the past, such as in this question: "Do you remember when we played in the snow lesterday?" (For the record, she was referring to when we were in Utah over Christmas.)

4. One night, we were eating sweet potatoes for dinner. I thought Anna might like them, as she's usually game to try most foods. But right from the get-go, she said she didn't want it. I kept telling her they were yummy, like carrots, and sweet. (They had butter and brown sugar on them, for heaven's sake.) But she wouldn't have it. I tried several more tactics, and then she finally agreed to try one bite. When she did, I smiled and said, "See? They're sweet and so good!" (I'm really pouring on the persuasion now.) She nodded and smiled in return, saying in a sing-song voice not too different from mine, "Yeah, I think they're good too . . . but they're a little bit bad!" And all was said with a smile. Classic Anna. Out came the bite of sweet potatoes and I surrendered.

5. Anna spent some time with her two cousins Grace (5) and Emme (3) a couple weeks ago, and they schooled her in the art of knock-knock jokes. They told some classics, but Anna most remembered the one where you say "banana" like 17 times and then end with the line, "orange you glad I didn't say banana?" You know the one I'm talking about. Anna got the repetition down but didn't quite remember the ending line, but I was impressed with the ones she came up with. Here was a favorite version:

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Banana.
Banana who?

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Banana.
Banana who?

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Banana.
Banana who?
Banana Smith!