Girl DNA

As promised in Angie's note...

I was talking with Gracie yesterday in the car ( "yesterday" which is not to be confused with "lasterday," Brady's oft quoted word for which she has become quite famous). Gracie was allowed to sit in the front seat. Not sure if you have ever noticed, but whenever this happens kids magically transform in age. Is it because they are now in a "big person" seat? Maybe it is because they are no longer in the back seat hidden from the direct view of a parent? Who knows? Just one more riddle.

Whatever the reason, they become more mature and serious right before your eyes...and they usually want to talk.

So this is the situation I was in the car with Grace, and the "boy subject" came up. For those of you who do not know, Brady has a boyfriend, one of our neighbors. He wrote her name in his diary, so it must be serious. (Don't ask what a boy is doing with a diary, for some reason it is a common term here and can mean calendar, notes, notebook, or even diary, probably a few other things as well.)

She said "Do you know Antonio?"

I said "Yes, he played baseball with Cole last year. Why?"

She said "Because he going to ask me out, and I am going to be his girlfriend."

I said "Ohhhh, that is nice. How do you know that?"
(Men, learn from the master, never say no in this situation)

She said "Because he told me, but don't worry, I will not kiss him on the lips. I do not like him that much."

I said "Well that is good. You are too young to be kissing anyone on the lips. Plus it spreads germs...YUCK!"

She said "But if he doesn't ask me out, I am going to be very sad. So I will have to break up Brady and Nick."

I said "What? Why on earth would you do that? That is not a nice thing to do."

She said "But I would have to -- because I would be sad and she would have a boyfriend and I wouldn't. And when I break them up, it will be FOREVER (in a very imperious tone but not quite an exclamation)."

Now there you have it. Distilled in its most raw form. On display without bias, Prada shoes or a Donna Karen dress. Girl DNA in its most pristine form.

A four year old girl, happy in every way. Not once has she been scorned,dumped, or stood-up.

She has decided that the only way for her to be happy (when not in a romantic relationship of her own) is to sabotage her sister's romantic relationship. Amazing...but not surprising I guess.

I guess the only question left is...what will happen when they both want to ride the same Camel?