A random sampling of the conversations I hear about or get into with my darling 4 year old daughter:
Quincy is getting pretty bright about figuring out the world around her. Her excuse for wanting to climb trees is so that "I can get a better view."
Last Monday, for family night, we talked about Nephi building the ship that carried his family to the promised land and how Laman and Lemuel argued with him and then tried to attack him. We talked about how Nephi put out his hand and the Lord shocked both the brothers.
Today during church Quincy's teacher came up to me and told me about the lesson they had. During the lesson, Sis Dawson asked if anyone knew who it was that wanted us to do bad things. Quincy's response, "LAMAN and LEMUEL!" Sis Dawson responded that Laman and Lemuel were pretty naughty a lot of the time, but then asked if Quincy had ever heard of someone named Satan. Quincy's response, "Oh yeah, I remember him. We have a movie about him." (Joseph Smith story).
Apparently in class they were talking about Christ being tempted by Satan. Sis. Dawson asked Quincy if she knew what Jesus said to Satan when he tempted him. Quincy's response: "He bonged him with his power."
Last night, (the girls were up late cause we had nap time earlier that day) Quincy decided she was hungry and wanted some soup. I asked her what kind of soup she wanted (anticipating opening up a can of chicken noodle soup and calling it a night) "I want to make some soup with my own recipe." I told her not tonight, she whined, and then- curious, I asked what her recipe for her soup called for. She informed me that it had apples, eggs, and flour. I told her that sounded like it would make a nice apple cracker, but not soup.... so she attempted a few other combinations:
Apples, oranges, and bananas (sounds like a good fruit salad, I told her)
apples, oranges, and beans (mmmmm!)
apples, beans, and eggs (even yummier!)
and lastly apples, beans, eggs and flour (makes my mouth water just thinking about it)
I told her: No, She was welcome to eat an apple and then it was time to brush her teeth.
Hopefully I haven't thwarted her creative juices for culinary art and we can try one of her "recipes" another night when it isn't already 11 pm.
