Musing Of A Three-Year-Old

This weekend marked a moment in Noah’s life.  He had two birthday parties to attend for his friends.  These parties were not the first he has been to but they are the first where he really understood what was happening.  On Saturday, we went to the Magic House to celebrate the the birthday of one of his future classmates.  We have already been invited to another party for another one of his future classmates and school hasn’t even started yet.  Crazy.  The other party was for his “best” friend who lives next door.  They hang out all of the time and really really like playing together.

So, he got to pick out what to buy for his friends–

Me: Noah where should we go shopping for birthday presents?

Noah: Target.

M: Okay, sounds good.

N:  I have an idea Mom.

M: What?

N:  I could by my birthday present and you could keep it for me until my birthday.

M: Noah–you know your birthday is really far away.  Like in March–which is 8 months away.

N:  But I really want an Ironman and Batman for my birthday and you could keep it.

M:  Well, that is a good idea.  But we are going to buy presents for Dayton and for Elizabeth.  Not for Noah.

N:  But you could keep it until my birthday.

Yeah, I so know how that would work.

At Target.

M:  Okay, Noah so what do you want to get for E and D?

N: Spiderman.  I think they would like Spiderman.

M:  Maybe.  But let’s try something else.

N:  Batman?

M:  Well, another good idea.  But E and D are both girls what do you think we should get them?

After thinking–which includes putting his index finger on his cheek and say “mmmm”

N:  I know.  Princess stuff.

M:  Excellent idea.

He finally decides on a tinkerbell something for E and for a Snow White Tea set for Dayton–because “maybe Dayton and I cam play tea party together.”

After successfully shopping for the birthday party presents.  Noah manages to navigate me down the Car aisle.  He looks at some of the Cars action figures (if you can call them figures) from the movie.

N:  Mom, I don’t have these.

M:  Noah, we aren’t shopping for you.  You don’t have any  money.

N:  But Mom, I have been sleeping in my bed all night and the sleep fairy hasn’t been leaving me money.  If the fairy left me money, I’d have some to buy this.

M:  Yes you would.

N:  How come the fairy stopped leaving me money?

M:  So, this is what you want to get?

I hate it when the 3-year-old wins.

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