Secrets

After dinner the boys were off doing their own thing and Ems and I were at the table enjoying our bowls of Coldstone Creamery's Cake Batter Batter Batter Ice Cream (YUMMM!!!). I was especially appreciating this girls time because Ems wanted to sit with me... which I always love- but today I realized she was growing up a little more because instead of sitting on my lap she just wanted to sit next to me on the chair. So I had a quarter of my toosh on the seat as she sat on her knees but our arms were right up against each others. Uncomfortable yes- but I wouldn't have traded places with anyone in the world.

We were talking about how yummy our ice cream was when Mojo came up to us.

Emilie: Ma- if you drop your ice cream on the floor it's ok. Just let Mojo eat it because he is on the ground.

Ja: Oh- ok.

E: But don't tell Daddy- it's a secret.
(This is the first time she has ever mentioned secrets or not telling her precious Daddy something!)

J: Oh really- why is it a secret?

E: A secret is when you know something but you don't tell anyone.

J: Oh ok- but do you really think we ought to keep secrets from Daddy?

E: It's a secret Ma (with the look of - C'mon Mom- why aren't you getting this?)- so you can't tell Daddy.