On this day in 2011, when Frances was merely four-years-and-one-month old, we had the following conversation:
Frances: Why do I have to go to preschool?
Me: Well, it’s to help you be okay spending time away from me when you go to junior kindergarten in September.
Frances: How long is junior kindergarten every day?
Me: Six hours.
Frances: How long is preschool?
Me: Two hours.
Frances: So how can preschool be helping me? It’s not.
Me: How did you know that?
Frances: I read the information, it went to short term memory, and then it was stored as long-term memory.
I love how literal — and very specific/precise — Frances’s answers can be. In this case, she actually explains the process of knowledge acquisition as she understands it… I forget what we were actually talking about!
I was wearing a hoodie today — my one and only hoodie — when I went to pick up Frances.
Her: Oh my gawd! You do not look great in that! You can’t wear that EVER AGAIN!
We always say: if you want the truth, ask Frances… 🙂
(I just want to add: she speaks honestly, without any malice whatsoever, and it is quite refreshing.)
Frances: I learned that getting outside for only 10 minutes can relieve stress and anxiety. Why don’t you do that? You’re full of it.
Me: Would you like to help me write blog posts to talk about books that we think would be good for people with autism?
Frances: Are you going to give me money for that? Because that’s a JOB.
(September 17, 2014 / 7 years old)
Me (to myself): Good job!
Frances: Mum, if you don’t have somebody else’s input, that’s just an opinion. Just saying. No offence.
(September 9, 2015 / 8 years)
Frances: I think Daddy wants even my dollhouse to be neat!
Me: Oh, why?
Frances: I think it’s OCD.