Pippi and I have been having great conversations lately. Seriously. We've discussed milk, birds, insecticides, leg shaving, writing skills, math, poetry, music, just to name a few topics. I love everything about this kid, but her perspective is amazing. Here's a brief conversation we had at dinner.
Pippi: "May I have more milk please?"
Me: "Of course. You sure have been drinking a lot of milk lately!"
Pippi: "I love it. It fills me up, and I don't even have to eat."
Me (shocked, but feeling like I just watched a commercial): "You don't like to eat?"
Pippi: "I like to eat, but my tooth, it hurts."
Me: "Oooooo I hope you aren't getting a cavity."
Pippi: "No Mom, look, my tooth is loose. AND my gums hurt. I think I'm getting my twelve-year molars."
Sidenote: (I think it's so odd that Noel and Pippi are "teething" at the same time.)