Say what?!

Makayla was sitting on her grandmother Kathy's lap. All snuggled up, she turned her head gave out a long heavy cough. Her cousin Corbin had been over the previous day who had a cough. As Kathy held Mak, Kathy said, "Did you get Corbin's cough?". Mak looked up at her with a very serious and astonished face and said, "No! I have my own cough!".

Oh how everything seems to belong to 'me' when we are young! Even sickness.

"...because I'm a woman".

Okay, so last night Mak, Zeke, and mama were playing in the Land of Mak (pretend world that lives inside my daughter's brain which only she really understands). And we were off to the Beach, also known as our living room. Now you have to understand Mak was not Mak, her name was Eli and she was the mom of her daughter named Makayla. Ezekiel's name was Micah. Which for the poor boy, didn't understand why his sister was spouting off commands to this unknown character named Micah. When daddy sat down to join in the fun, he tried asking way too logical questions for who was related to who. This is the following conversations (well most of it at least):

Greg: So who are you?

Mak: I'm Eli

Greg: and where is Makayla?

Mak: Makayla is sick and so she is sleeping. She's my daughter.

Greg: And who is he? (pointing to a little boy following his big sister)

Mak: That's Micah. My son. My baby.

Greg: And who am I? 

Mak: My husband

Greg: Wait, I'm married to you? Then who is she?

Mak: Jennifer, only Jennifer

Greg: How old is Makayla?

Mak: 4

Greg: And how old are you?

Mak: 4

Greg: So you are the same age as your daughter Makayla?

Mak: Yep!

Greg: And who is the boss of you?

Mak: (and without skipping a beat) No one, because I'm a woman.

All to say I have no idea how in the world she ever got that idea! It sent us laughing out loud. I love my kids and sure love how their little minds work...even if it is a complete mystery to me.