I've been meaning to write down some of the things Alexandra says. She's been cracking us up lately with her smart responses and ideas on how the way things work. Alex is a very serious little girl and oftentimes will tell us information with such conviction that we wonder if what she's saying is true. She recently told us that there was a certain type of horse that only came out at night and as she told us with such a straight face we thought for a brief second she just might be right.
The other day I heard her trying to play a game with her little sister called "Jesus and God." My ears perked up when I heard this and started paying attention. While we do go to church we don't often discuss God or Jesus so I was curious to hear her rendition. Essentially, she wanted Josephine to be God and to lead her, "Jesus," on the donkey. Josephine wasn't exactly thrilled at the idea of playing God and she kept telling her sister so. However, Alex being her usual level of bossy, finally led an exasperated Josephine to say "I don't want to be God. God is turning into Elsa." That was the end of "God and Jesus" as interpreted by Alexandra.
One day recently we passed an old cemetery and Alex asked what it was. I explained to her that when people die they sometimes like to be buried underground in a cemetery. For whatever reason I then felt it necessary to tell her my and Marcus's wish when we die. I said to Alex "When mommy and daddy die we want you to turn us into diamonds" to which she replied "But mommy, I don't know how to do that!" I laughed and said "Well, no, I know that. We want you to pay someone to do it" to which she then replied "But I don't have any money!" I was blown away by her logic and only slightly disturbed by her lack of concern at the thought of mommy and daddy one day dying.
On the way home one evening, all four of us in the car, I was talking to Marcus about watching the movie Ghostbusters and how scary it was. I mentioned that if Alex had woken up and seen some it she might have been scared. This immediately peaked her interest and we soon had twenty questions hurtling our way about a movie she had no concept of. When I told her that I didn't think she was old enough to watch the movie because it had scary ghosts in it she said, in all seriousness, "I'm not afraid of any ghosts" which naturally started a fit of laughter in the front of the car despite the fact she was not aware of how ironically funny her statement was.
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