Frances: Did you ever realize that we don’t see our own faces? We don’t know if mirrors are lying. We never know what we truly look like.
I just found this gem of a conversation. Frances had just turned four.
Frances: The ugly duckling is really a swan? The swan egg got accidentally into the duck nest? How could that have happened? That doesn’t make any sense…!
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.
Frances: You enjoy a toy at first, right? Then it just becomes part of your background, right? Then another toy, and background, right? That’s the way it works, right?
(December 5, 2014 / 7 years old)
I’m not the only one in the family of whom Frances asks wonderful, out-of-the-blue questions. Occasionally, I get to overhear conversations such as the following (in the car, when she was seven years old):
Frances: You can’t touch feelings. You can’t see feelings. So, why do you believe in them?
Pink Cup Dad: I experience them.
Frances: If you experienced a vampire, would you believe in them?
Frances: I think Daddy wants even my dollhouse to be neat!
Me: Oh, why?
Frances: I think it’s OCD.
Frances: Was time made up by humans? I still haven’t figured out what we are. Until I figure it out, I’m probably going to be behind in math.
Frances: Is it just dust in your mouth that’s making you cough? So basically you’ve got human cells in your mouth because that’s what dust is.