Friday, August 19, 2011

An Interview with Miss Davie Lucille

I'm going to ask you some questions. Okay?
Okay.

What is your name?
Davie.

How old are you?
This many. (holds up 5 fingers)
No, you're not.
I'm three. (holds up 3 fingers) What's your name?
My name is Kinsey.
and you're three days old. Can I give you a kiss?
Yes. (kiss)
I'm sorry (strokes my arm)
Why are you sorry?
Cause I'm being really really ugly.
I don't think you were being ugly at all.
I was. And I will. And I'm really really sorry. (another kiss)

Okay. What is your favorite color?
Green.
What green things do you like?
Ummmm. I like . . . pink.
Okay. What do you like that's pink?
Ummmmm. Toys.

What is your favorite food?
STRAWBERRIES! (I actually think she thought about this for the pink answer, because strawberries aren't her favorite food.)

Who is your best friend?
Ummmm. Harper and Max! Harper is my favorite friend and Max is my favorite friend too. Harper is my favorite best friend at my school. It will be so nice if I give her a hug.
That's true.
I love you. I love you.
I love you too. You're very sweet.
(as I am trying to ask another question she says...) Look at my eye. Look at my eye.
They are very pretty. What do you want to be when you grow up?
A chicken! (laughter) or a cow! (more laughter)
That's silly.
Mommy, I want to be an animal? or a ghost.

What is your favorite thing to play?
With Scout.

What is your favorite animal?
Um. A little giraffe.
I like giraffes too!
But you like a big giraffe and I like a little giraffe.

What is your favorite word?
Um, I don't know.

What is something that mommy says a lot?
Um, GIRAFFE! (laughter)

What do you dream about at night?
Ladybugs (she has said this every single morning since we started asking her about a year or more ago). They will hurt me.
No they won't. They're friendly.
But they tickle my hand.
Yeah, but that doesn't hurt.
It just tickles.

What does mommy dream about?
Cows. (she has also given this as my answer for the same amount of time)
What does daddy dream about? (I already knew what was coming)
A clock! . . . but he should dream about animals.
What kind of animals?
A giraffe!
We're on a giraffe kick.