The Things You Say..

For those of you who deem your lives boring and meaningless, I suggest getting yourself a 3 year old. I'm telling you there is no entertainment like one.

Since Ally's third birthday, it appears as if we've turned a corner. We've left whiny toddlerdome behind and have entered the high engergy charged world of preschooler. The world is her domain and she is here to conquer.

Along with this new conquistador behaivor has come some awesome conversation. I honeslty wish I could record everything that comes out of Ally's mouth, because just when I think that she can't out do herself, she does. And I want to put all of these moments in a jar and keep them forever.

Some of my favorite moments over that last few days:
Ally screaming at the top of her lungs at breakfast, Jack begins to cry.
Us: Ally, please do not scream like that. It hurst Jacks ears!
Ally begins to cry.
Ally: Well it hurts my ears when he cries like that!

She and I went to the zoo the other day and the cheetahs were running around. It was a brisk morning.
Ally: Why are the running?
Me: Maybe they are cold?
Ally: Well they need warmer coats!

We often go to the playground after school and last night she wasn't ready to go home. She wanted to create more sidewalk chalk art, but alas we had to go.
Ally: I don't want to go home.
Me: Do you want to walk or ride?
Ally: I don't want to walk or ride. I want to fly.
Me: You want to fly?
Ally: Yes, but I don't have my wings yet. I'll have them soon.
Me:Where are you getting your wings?
Ally: At the store. I want green ones.
Me:Where are you going to fly to?
Ally: To the tops of the treeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss.

And that is just a sampling! I am not going to staple my journal to my wrist so I can write all this down and never miss a beat.

Or store it that jar...