Kate the Komedian

Kate, Kate, bursting at the seams with personality these days. So silly with your life-turned-musical-turned-melodrama. So funny with your jokes and quick wit. And so tiny still, at 3 years of age.

A song she sang today while on the potty in the bathroom of Costco: "Don'tttttttttttttt say stupidddddddd. Or you will go to time out, time out, timeeeee oooouuuutttt. And that won't be very fun, fun, fun."

Story she told me yesterday while I put her to sleep: "You be the Kate and I'll be the Mommy. And Daddy can be Ashton and Ashton can be Daddy. Yes, you grow down and be Kate and I'll grow up and be Mommy."

Looking at her hairbrush "Someone colored on this hairbrush and it wasn't me. The man is gonna come and get someone who colored on this hairbrush with a pen. Mommy hold me!" (She then used her hairbrush to brush the wall and sang "Brush, brush, brush the wall. Merrily, merrily, merrily, brushing the wall with haaaaaaaaaair brush.")

Talking about colors. Kate: "Mommy, I don't want pink and purple to be my favorite color any more. I want blue." Me: "But blue is MY favorite color and you can't have it." Kate: "Hey, wait! We can share favorite colors and there can be two blues! One for me and one for you." Me: No, I'll just make pink and purple my favorite colors then and you can have blue." Kate: "Nooooooo! Ok, I'm sorry. Please give me back my favorite color pink and purple."

I found myself watching one of my favorite all time movies last night, "Funny Face" with Barbara Streisand, and couldn't help but think of you, my darling Kate. So tonight I put you to sleep saying "Hello gorgeous" in my best Babs impersonation. You were not impressed, not at all, but maybe someday you will be. Sweet dreams for my sweet Kate.