I was reading to Kaitlyn last night in bed. One page was talking about people have different hair color, different skin. I asked her where do children get their hair colors from. I was expecting the answer “mommy & daddy”. But she said “God?” I looked at her very curiously, asked why? Then her story kept going on – God has a big big belly, with all kinds of people inside, like a kangaroo. He hops around, and people felt out of his pocket, then a baby is born. Then more and more babies were born… then on and on… Interesting, how imaginary a child’s mind!
Story Two:
Two nights before, Kaitlyn woke up in the middle of the night to our bed, said she can’t sleep. (Then we all can’t sleep anymore…) Daddy hid in another room right away, she slept next me. I don’t remember for how long, she kept saying she doesn’t want to close her eyes, she can’t sleep. I was too tired, and told her go find daddy then. (what a great mommy!) Then I heard she cried in daddy’s room, that she dreamed about monsters, green monsters… Ohh, that’s why, now I know, but I was too tired to respond. The next morning when I woke up, she and daddy slept in “L” shape in the other room with lights on. I’m glad that’s a king size bed and I should take a picture, haha…
I asked her what does monster looks like in her dream and what did they do? Then her story starts again – many monsters, big and small, green and red, a big monster with many small ones, they’re coming after me, etc. I randomly pointed to a monster picture in her book, she said yes, just like that, expect this part is red, this part is green, and head is bigger, tail is longer… I was too scared to say anything to them but ran away… Ohh, my gosh, whatever! She turned my sympathy into a chance making up stories for fun! Should I tell her no more crawling into my bed next time if you dream about these kinds of monsters again! Haha…
haha...What are you going to do with me?!



