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Conversations With My Niece

My niece and I are at the kitchen table. She is looking on with me as I work on my laptop. I go to one of my blogs, Turning Veganese:

Niece: What’s that? Stories?
Me: Kind of. Do you remember my friend Christie?
Niece: Uh huh.
Me: This is a blog or web site that I write with her. We write about food.
Niece: And you take pictures?
Me: Yes, we take pictures and we post recipes.
Niece: You post them online?
Me: Yup.
Niece: What’s Facebook?
Me: Stay away from Facebook.
Niece: I can spell Facebook without looking. F-A-C-E-B-O-O-K.
Me: Great. Stay away from Facebook.
Niece: Can I play with your iPod?
Me: I don’t know… CAN you?
Niece: I don’t—MAY I?
Me: Here you go.
Niece: Can I take a picture?
Me: Go ahead.

…AAAAND… scene.

Presidents’ Day

It was Presidents’ Day on Monday, and my niece’s kindergarten class is using this week to learn about our presidents! I’m having the most entertaining time helping her with her homework. Yesterday, she had to match up pictures of George Washington with the different jobs he held:

Colorful, right? Here is the conversation we had:

Niece: I need to color this. What color was George Washington?
Me: He was white.
Niece: But, what color are his clothes?
Me: Oh, whatever. Just color neatly. But make sure you don’t make George Washington brown.
Niece: Why?
Me: Because he was white.
Niece: Okay….
Me: (in an effort to change the subject) Who is the President right now?
Niece: Marack Mobama.
Me: Barack Obama.
Niece: Barack Mobama.
Me: Barack Obama.
Niece: Barack Bobama.
Me:Barack Oooooh-bama.
Niece: Barack Ooooooo-bama.
Me: Yes!

Today, she had to color a mini-book about Washingon and Lincoln.

Me: Do you want to be President someday?
Niece: I can’t be President! Only mans are Presidents, like Papa, or Ninong, or Daddy.
Me: Do you know that President Obama is the first black President?
Niece: (pause) But what about Abraham Lincoln?
Me: Uh, no. All the Presidents have been white men, and Barack Obama is our first black President.
Niece: Oh. And George Washington was the first WHITE President!
Me: Good job.

And then she continued coloring while singing “Total Eclipse of the Heart.”

Oh my goodness, I love my niece.

Conversations With My Niece: Supernatural

My sister and I were watching Supernatural with my 4yo niece (yeah, she probably shouldn’t be watching that show, but she likes it A LOT). So this happened:

Jocelyn’s Mom: Go to the other room.
Jocelyn: Fine. Call me when someone kills someone.

Five minutes later…

Jocelyn: (comes back into room) Is someone killing someone yet?

Sigh.

Conversations With My Niece: Privacy

jocie

Me: I need to change my clothes.

Niece: I’ll stay here with you.

Me: I need some privacy. Can you give me some privacy?

Niece slowly turns around and leaves the room. I change and then go out to find her. Niece is crying.

Me: What’s wrong?

Niece: I can’t find it!

Me: What are you looking for?

Niece: Privacy! I can’t find it!

Me: Oh, blerg!

After this follows a lengthy conversation during which I try to explain what “privacy” is to my niece. Not sure I was very successful, but I don’t think she’ll go around looking for privacy anymore. My niece is three, btw. The image above shows her all smiley after the privacy lecture!