So many options… whatever shall I make for dinner?

So many options… whatever shall I make for dinner?

”You know my ears can sing when I hum. They’re doing it now.”
“Hug me as long as you want, Mom. I know you love it.”
The “triangle/keyboard” ding-ding in “Material Girl” – Em says “This song has a lot of text messages, like on your phone.” sigh….
“Dominos!! That’s a weird name for a Pizza Hut!” said Em to the kid behind the counter. At Dominos, of course.
“Mommy, when can I go on a date? With Kellan. And get dressed up and go to a restaurant. All by ourselves. Just me and Kellan and no one else. That’s what dates are like, Mommy. When can I have a date like that? You will drive us. Maybe to Elmos. And wait in the car. Or you can sit at a table. Me and Kellan can sit at the bar.”
I just asked Em to quiet down for a second. She replied “But I just wanna rock, man….” I am trying to decide if Wayne or Garth is a better nickname for a four year old. Maybe Bill, maybe Ted…
Explained to Emily that no, she was not a Love Child. This upset her greatly. “But I AM a child. And you LOVE me.” So then I found myself trying to explain to her what exactly a love child is and is not. Lesson learned. No Diana Ross first thing in the morning. The pre-coffee convo about premarital sex with my four year old did not go well.