e has little cells."Last Tuesday, for the first time ever, I arrived late to pick up Alita from daycare. I was totally flustered by traffic, had tried calling my lifelines (Ben and Shelley) and left message at the daycare office, but was finally faced with the fact that I just might get charged the $$ by the minute rate our daycare charges to discourage parents from arriving late. I thought Alita would be beside herself since all the other kids had already gone home. I parked, ran in the door with apologies and excuses frantically spilling all over the place to Chandrika, Alita just smiles, looks up at me, stretches out her arms and says, "I give Mommy a big hug to make her feel better."
Alita has been learning the difference between girls and boys - both the obvious and not-so-obvious ways of telling them apart. On Thursday, Alita was happy to hear that Ama and Boppa were going to be coming for a quick visit that night. As she externally processed what would happen when they arrived, she explained to Ben. "Bobba will sit in that chair over there and daddy will sit in this chair here and I will sit in the booster chair and Ama will sit on her vagina in that chair and we will look at the light."At a restaurant on Friday night, Alita began happily swinging her legs under her chair. She turns and says to me, "Look mommy I'm a clock and my legs are my penjamin!"
