Driving home from school last Thursday:
Me: (noticing a cut on Cordy’s knee) Cordy, how did you cut your leg?
Cordy: Leg? (pulls up leg to examine it)
Me: Yeah, how did you get the boo-boo on your knee?
Cordy: Boo-boo! (continued to look at the cut, tracing it with her finger)
At this point, I give up trying to get an answer from her and continue driving.
Cordy: Mommy! What letter?
Me: Huh? Do you see a letter somewhere?
Cordy: (very excited) What letter, mommy? What letter?
Me: (confused) Where do you see a letter?
Cordy: V!! It’s a V, mommy!
Me: Where do you see a V? (looking back at her)
Cordy: (pointing to the cut on her leg) It’s a V, mommy!
Me: (now realizing, and no longer enthused with this game) Yes, you’re right, Cordy. The cut on your leg does look like a V.
Forget the fact that she has a somewhat deep cut on her leg. Apparently she’s more interested in the shape it’s in. I go back to driving, wondering exactly where she rates on the 1 to 10 scale of creepy-weird.
Cordy: (again, very excited) What color, mommy?
Me: (not looking back) Oh, Cordy, let’s not play name-the-color-of-our-wounds, OK?
Cordy: (ignoring me, as usual) Mommy, what color?
Me: OK, fine. I give. What color?
Cordy: (practically exploding from her car seat in excitement) It’s RED! A RED V!! I have a red V!
Never mind. I know she’s an 11. Which means she fits right in with Aaron and I.
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Thank you to my fairy laundry godmothers for all of your advice! I’m still working on the stain (two products tried, stain won’t surrender), and will provide a full update soon after I’ve exhausted all available options, or I give up.
Just be glad she didn’t start crying because she suddenly saw a cut, even though it didn’t hurt.
And she knows her letters and colors! That rocks.
Eh, she’s not weird, just inquisitive! And smart! I’m impressed at her ability to identify the letter V!
tracey’s right. plus you should be happy that there was just 1 letter there and not the whole alphabet 😛
..very cute though
*chcukles* Cordy’s hilarious.. not weird at all. That’s a cute one. I’d put that along the line of learning from one’s mishaps.. literally.
Almost as much fun as what color is my puke!
We played that one after a nice big glass of Strawberry milk one day!
How cute!!
so on the note of the stain..as weird as it sounds, try hair spray. any hair spray, just spray it on….it’s gotten all kinds of stuff out..and is also great for the next time your child colors on the wall with permanent marker.