At dinner, Ramona (just turned 4, btw) is having a hard time eating because her food is so hot. She takes a large bite from the center of her Quinoa and then makes a face a spits a little out. I tell her about how the edges of the food are usually cooler than the center. She takes a little bite from the edge and then says, "Where do you learn all this stuff?"
Me: What stuff, all the stuff in my life? From everywhere. From my life.
Ramona: I mean all this mom stuff.
Me: What do you mean "mom stuff"?
Ramona: You know, Kids can't play with matches, you got to go to sleep, why you got to stay warm and wear a jacket when its cold.
Me: OH! I just learn that stuff from life. I lived a long time and I know what is dangerous and common sense. Mom's are supposed to help their kids. Some things kids don't like to do but mom's help them learn that there are things you need to do and things that are dangerous. Like when you don't get enough sleep you go crazy and everyone feels crappy. So I help you get a good amount of sleep.
Ramona: But....I go to sleep, so why do I still go crazy?
