Thursday, July 28, 2011

Say hello to my little friend!

Curly Girl has seen one to many Smurf commercials.

The other day, she came up to me, set something imaginary on the desk, and said "Momma, say hello to my little friends in white hats."
For a few days, her friends were little and we had to be sure not to step on them. They all need to eat meals with her, be buckled into the car, and have a seat in the cart at Walmart.

One day her friends (who are boys pretending to be girls and all have the same name) grew. That day she had HUGE friends who could carry me AND Mr. Curly with no problems at all.
The next morning, however, she woke up at 5:00 AM, crying, because she didn't want her friends to be huge. "Well, sweetie, they're your friends. You can make them whatever size you want. They can be huge as a house, or so tiny they fit on your nose." Since she didn't want them on her nose, this made her cry harder (way to go, Momma). I told her to go back to sleep, and while she slept, her friends would shrink down to just the right size.
Sure enough, a couple hours later (the more decent rising hour of 7:45), she came running out of her room, "Momma! Momma, my friends are small again!"

Finally, we asked Curly Girl what her friends looked like, besides the white hats. "They have blue noses and blue arms and blue ears and blue legs and blue hands and blue mouths and white hats and white pants."

Yep, her imaginary friends are the Smurfs.


Title post from Scarface

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love this story. It reminds me of another little girl about 26 years ago.