Ashley watched Annie for the first time this weekend. She took it very seriously. Early the next morning, she came to me carrying two backpacks, her stuffed kitty and a babydoll.
"Mommy, I have to leave," she said quite melodramatically.
I was trying to sleep in, so I muttered "Okay, see ya later."
So she left. I watched her walk v-e-r-y slowly out my bedroom door. But then she came back.
She heaved a big sigh.
"Mommy, I need you to drive me to that one place."
So I said, "Drive you where?"
"To that one place. The place where the little girls live."
"You mean the orphanage? Like in Annie?"
"Yes, mommy. I need you to drive me to the orphanage."
"Why do you want to go to the orphanage?"
"I just...need to go."
I explained to her that orphanages are for little kids who don't have any parents. So if I drove her there, then they'd know she had a mommy and they wouldn't let her in.
"So, you'll just have to walk," I summed up.
She pondered. Then she turned and walked s-l-o-w-l-y out the bedroom door.
Then she came back.
"Mommy? Maybe I'll just go to China instead."
Penchant for drama, laziness, and quick problem-solving abilities - she's definitely my child.