The other day, we were riding peacefully along in the car, and a light turned yellow. The truck in front of me, who was way too close to make this decision, decided that he should stop. I had to slam on my brakes really fast and swerve to miss him.
Ali immediately piped up in a worried and judgmental voice: "What did you DO?!!?!?"
"I had to slow down really quickly."
"Was there a policeman behind you?"
Honestly - I DO NOT remember teaching her that. Yeesh.
When she and Chris came to pick me up from the airport, there was a black man also waiting. As they passed him, Ali asked Chris, "Was that Barack Obama?"
When I got in the car, Ali told me, "Barack Obama was at the airport too, Mommy!!!"
Ali and Chris also had a conversation about some cows while I was gone. Chris asked her, "Were they boy cows or girl cows?"
Ali answered, "They're just cows."
Obviously, we still have some gender explanations to work out.
On Saturday, we were watching the football game on television - Ali and I stayed home so as to not get soaking wet. Ali was observing the game and reminiscing about the week before when she went to the football game.
Then she told me, matter-of-factly, "I'm going to go to football another day. I'm going to go into the TV another day."
I took Ali to tee-tee in the potty the other day, and she informed me, "When Gramamma was a little girl, I took HER to the potty."
We have a bedtime routine of telling each other how much we love each other. It started out with the spreading of the arms and the typical "I love you THIS much!!". But somewhere along the way, Ali's learning about states got involved also. She typically tells us "I love you to Alabama and Tennessee!!". Sometimes she'll branch out, but those are her standbys.
When I got home from New York, I told her, "I love you to New York!!"
She thought, and said, "I don't love you to New York. But I love you to Alabama." (long pause) "And Tennessee."