'There's only one toilet and ..... I don't like the look of it..' Miss 4 years old announced of the bach's perfectly functioning worm composting toilet.
'Why doesn't Santa have a car?' she asked when we tried to explain the whole sleigh, reindeer, chimney facade at Christmas. Something about that situation just didn't add up for her. What is the point of horses with horns , as Little Brother described them. She is fond of the practical details.
She likes counting her fingers, often ending up with eleventy, which is disturbingly close to ten, but just doesn't ever sound quite right. Better count again.
'Do the worms stand up when you are doing wees ?' - another question on the composting toilet - not that she is having a bar of it - she found a potty in the basement and decided to do it old fashioned toddler style, still not really liking the look of the one toilet, even after a week. At least these days she empties it herself.
And today, a full eight days after christmas she comes up to me and says 'Mum, I think I know what santa did. '
'Really? ' I asked, a little worried. 'what do you think he did ?'
'Well, Santa must have gone to our house and gone into THAT box under your bed, and got out those two tennis bats and ball, and then put it in his santa bag, and then brought it to me (at our bach) and then put it into my stocking!'
'He is amazing, isn't he? ' I agreed, ' I think you are right! Thats probably what santa did.' [Urgent note to self - find a new location for stockpiling presents.]
I have no doubt the questions and observations will just keep on coming this new year. Her mind is wide open and sucking in the information wherever she can find it. School seems a long way off, but I am sure it will also be here in the blink of an eye. I hope to catch and answer as many of these amazing questions this year, before she starts asking a teacher instead.
Welcome to a New Year, Farewell to an old one. Here's to new questions and new answers, the discovery of new types of toilets, relocation of present boxes, and trying to keep one step ahead of my daughter