My sister Annie was playing tea party with the girls, and it came down to the favorite little girl pasttime of making wishes. My little cousin Elli mentioned that she wanted a prince to come and marry her. Mimi squealed with delight, saying, "Me too. And I want him to kiss me."
Then it was Olivia's turn. She said, "I wish that people would just stop changing their plans. I HATE it when people change their plans."
Doesn't that just illustrate the difference between the girls? Mimi in the clouds. Olivia worried about concrete annoyances. I love them.
Mimi and Bella went outside while I was making dinner and played in the huge dust pile created by all the construction vehicles that pass by our house every day. They came back inside absolutely filthy, and I told them they had to take a bath. Later, I heard Bella shrieking from the bathroom. Mimi dealt with the shrieking by saying, "Bella, I have to wash your hair. Don't you want me to wash you hair?"
Bella: NO! I don't want you to wash my hair.
Mimi: Bella, would you cry if Jesus was washing your hair?