This morning, Lottie asked me if we were having a party for Mother's Day. I told her to talk to her dad about it, and maybe she and Dallas could help him plan something. She asked me what my job would be on Mother's Day, and I told her that I wouldn't do anything, that was the point of Mother's Day. She cocked her head, frowned, and said, "That's not going to work." Smart kid.
Lottie also asked me this morning if Santa was always watching her. I went with it and told her yes. Then she asked if he was a wizard. Huh. I guess all of our Harry Potter talk is not lost on her.
And let's not forget Dallas who has started saying, "Happy Smothers Day!"