I’m preparing some materials for the activities I want to do with her today. I print some images and drawings for colouring, I trace contours on a cardboard and I apply adhesive tape on it.
Little miss is watching cartoons on TV. Even if she knows some of the episodes by heart, she pays a lot of attention to all of her favourites. She likes some of the characters so much that she tells us all about their adventures, with lots and lots of details. She loves to tell stories, every little adventure becomes a fascinating story when she tells it.
I do not know from whom she has this gift of storytelling, her mother is an engineer!
The publicity break starts and she comes to inspect the work table:
– Oau, how cool! You did this? she asks, turning the piece of cardboard I’m working on. And all of this beautiful drawings! We will colour them later, ok?
– Later, tomorrow, whenever you will like!
– I already told you, later, now I can’t! I have important things to do, children things!
I don’t dare to ask her what important things she has to do, I’m afraid she will start a list with lost of household chores. Like she did the other night, when her father came home from work and asked her what she did all day. She said that she dusted, made muffins, eat them, watered all the flowers (we only have 5 or 6 pots with flowers, but hey, who am I to comment?) washed the laundry…
– Oh! Is that so? And what important things you have to do right now? I reply after a few seconds I need to gather the courage to ask.
– To play, to watch cartoons, to organise missions with my superheroes team, I have important things to do, mama! Children things!