Rachel moments

There are so many these days, it's hard to keep track:

Rachel has decided that she has a baby in her tummy (that's what I've told her about "the birds and the bees" so far). The other day on the way to school she said, "I have a baby in my tummy."
Me: Really, Rachel?
Rachel: Yeah. She's sick.
Me: What is she sick with?
Rachel: She not feeling well. I need to give her medicine.

She's growing up so fast, I totally understand why I have the pull to get pregnant again (plus several of my friends are expecting second children this spring). Oh, if we could have another one just as wonderful as Rachel! Realistically it probably won't happen, but still, I ask Rachel occasionally if she wants Mommy to have another baby.

Me: Rachel, do you want Mommy to have a baby?
Rachel (tonight): Yes.
Me: A boy or a girl?
Rachel (to my complete astonishment): A sweet little baby and a daughter.
Oh, I wish I could give her a sibling!

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Conversation in the car on the way to daycare the other day:
Rachel: I go to work and Mommy go to school. I drive and Mommy sit in the car seat.
Me: What would you do at Mommy's work, sweetie?
Rachel: I go on the computer and look for the Molly song ("Obla-di, Obla-da," and she calls it the Molly song because one of the characters is named Molly).
Me: And then what would you do?
Rachel: Sing it!

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Rachel declared the other day that she is a dinosaur. So now her favorite activity is racing from the coat closet to me while I'm at the kitchen sink cleaning up, and crashing into my legs.
"Rachel!" I wail. "Are you a dinosaur!?"
Rachel: Yes! And I bite you!
(she doesn't, really, she just pretends to).
So for those of you far, far away: Picture me on a Saturday night, sponging off some stew in a pot when a little girl hurls herself into me and I start yelling, "No! No! STOP! AGGHHHH!!!"

For the people who were in the same household as me when I was growing up, you will remember a certain red-headed panther jumping out at me as I went from the bathroom into the living room, and me giving a terrified wail. In other words: Life hasn't changed much.