The conversations make me giggle

So...life is stressful.

More stressful the older you get.

So.....my profound advice is that when you have a stressful week /day / minute.... you should have a conversation with a four year old.

You will soon realize that there is nothing more important then the innocence we so often let go of as we get older.

My week has been horrible... deadlines, deadlines, deadlines...but please let me share with you some snippets of conversations I had with my four year old when I have put her to bed that have kept me going:

Monday

Me: Goodnight Katelyn

Katelyn : Daddy, is Miss Tammy sick (Tammy is our daycare provider who got strep this week)

Me: Yes, she isn't feeling well

Katelyn : Oooohhh....Poor thing. I think she will be better in twelve days.

Tuesday

Me: Goodnight Katelyn should we say a prayer?

Katelyn: Yes..you start and then I will go and then you go and then I will go.

Me: Dear Jesus

Katelyn: Thank you for the food

Me: (not quite sure why she is thanking for the food at bedtime but none the less I went with) And thank you for our family

Katelyn : And thank you for our cousins

Me: And Jesus, please make sure mommy gets everything she ever wants

Katelyn: And daddy too

Me: And Katelyn too

Katelyn: And Ashley too......except...well.......not everything she wants because she wants to stay up past bedtime sometimes and she shouldn't get that.


Wednesday

Me: Goodnight Katelyn

Katelyn: Goodnight daddy...do you like Barbie or Hello Kitty

Me: Hello Kitty, do you like Hello Kitty or Tinkerbell

Katelyn: Hello Kitty duh...can we color?

Me: No it is time for sleep, do you like Tinkerbell or Barbie?

Katelyn: I like everything you ask about. So whatever you say, I will say I like them

Me: (because it was a challenge) Do you like Monsters?

Katelyn: NO!

Me: (not willing to let it go) Where do monsters live?

Katelyn: I don't kn.....wait....in caves.

Thursday (tonight)

Me: Goodnight Katelyn

Katelyn: Did you toot, because it smells in here


So...as you can see in the previous conversations, my four year old and I did not solve all of the world's problems this week.

But as you can also see...I laughed and smiled and hugged the cutest 4 year old I know. I realized because of her this week that whether or not I hit my deadlines, or whether or not I was praised by superiors or whether or not I move up the corporate ladder....my four year old just wants to make sure there is hello kitty, and no caves that monsters live in nearby.

Innocence is profound.

Because if I were to tell them that daddy is stressed, they would most likely tell me that Ursula is mean and Ariel is beautiful.....I love my girls.