My Rose?

Yesterday morning I came around the corner and was surprised to see Silas standing in his doorway, I'd thought he was still sleeping.

"Hey bud, are you awake now?"

He was very serious. "I don't see my Rose." Not even 'my Ro-ro', he really wanted me to know what he was talking about.

"She's in the kitchen having breakfast. She just woke up before you."

He thought about that. "Daddy came and TAKE my Rose?" he asked.

Ha, I just love these kids. Rose is very affectionate, but she's starting to be a little manipulator too. About two weeks ago I'd gotten mad at her for pulling my hair, and put her down on the couch next to me.

So she stood up, put her arm around me and said, "I wove you, Mama."

It was the first time she said it without prompting. "I love you too, RoRo!" I said, pulling her into my lap.

"I play your hair?" she asked immediately. Wow.





Oddly she doesn't like it so much when I play with her hair. Or even brush it. So I usually wait until she's watching TV, like now, and take a brush to her.



And this is her saying, "Why WOULDN'T you want a Wii Remote down your shirt, Mama? What a strange question."