A is my first born, my One Potato. She is now five-years-old and so smart. She's beautiful too. She loves to play with her brothers(especially when she gets to be the boss). She loves to laugh and tickle and get tickled. She is very funny, says the most insightful things sometimes.
She amazes me daily with the questions she asks. She has three younger brothers, so she's not unfamiliar with pregnancy and birth. I suppose doing things the way we do and having the attitude that they are just normal parts of life probably contribute to her curiosity regarding these subjects. When she was almost four she asked me "where do babies come from?" I started the typically vague answer of "when a mommy and a daddy love each other and get married..." but she was not satisfied with that. She said,"No, I mean how do they get here? How do they get out of their mommies tummy?" Now, I have have friends who have given silly answers about belly buttons and magic and simply "the doctor does it", but my husband and I made a commitment never to lie to our children, so I was faced with a real-time decision of what "not lying" looked like. I told her they come out of their mommy's privates. This answer satisfied her. And a few days later, I was approached by a friend who's daughters now know exactly how babies exit their mothers wombs and that Santa Clause will not be visiting them this year because he is not real...oops. This is just one story of how particular she is.
When she was tiny, just over a year old, she had the best vocabulary I've ever heard from a child that young. I'd like to take credit and say it's because we did everything right. But it is just due to her being so daring when it comes to her mind. She was never afraid to try and say a word, even a new, hard one. When she was 2-and-a-half, she told me "my esophagus hurts, you know, the inside of my neck". She just amazes me!
It's been so fun to be her mommy, to be a person she looks up to and wants to be like. I hope I don't fail her. Not that I never want to fail because I think it's a valuable lesson to see your parent screw up and then the process of taking responsibility and fixing things. I just don't want to screw her up, you know? She's so great how she is, I don't want to get in there and muck it all up. I want A to just be A, my One Potato.
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