Some more Brinley jokes:
“Have you ever seen a bird eat scissors?”
“Have you ever seen a bird eat a beard?“
“Have you ever seen a chair eat a bird?”
Looking around the room some more: “Have you ever seen a table…”
As she wakes me up in the morning, the first thing Brin excitedly informs me is that she’s found a little toy unicorn that’s been missing for a while.
“It was under my music box this whole year!” (It was missing for a week or two)
Pointing out the place she found it, she quietly muses, “I guess this was my first mystery.”
“Brin!” I say, “Micah is about to get out of his bath. Would you like to get in?”
“I’ve got a lot of work to do,” she informs me, as I peer around the corner, the books she’s pulled off her shelves toppling onto the floor. “I’ll take one tomorrow.”
Brinley asks me to give her a new name. Without much thought, I say, “Ok, Evelayla”. Delighted, she then decides to make up a new name for me. “I’ll call you… Daddy… Good… Dad.”
“Where’s French?” Brin asks, as we’re on our way to the airport to pick up a friend.
“French?”
“Yeah! It’s the same as bread,” she says, looking out the window as we pass power lines atop structures that look like the Eiffel Tower.
“Ah! France. That’s across the ocean.”
Brinley: “Can cars grow?”
Brinley to a passerby on our neighborhood walk today, “It’s a lovely day for a walk!”
Today Sarah and the kids were driving past a farm when Brin said, “I’d like to go to a farm someday and squeeze a cow’s butt.”
Sarah: “Okaaaay, why do you wanna do that?”
Brin: “To get their milk out!”
Brin finds a new show on her iPad. When I ask her if she thinks it’s ok for her to watch it, she replies, “Yes. It’s for ages!”
Brin announced this morning that she was “awesome 100”.