Philosophy on Life & Religion 101

professor: Brenley Gillis, 4 1/2 year old
student: Kyle Gillis, 39 yr old father, husband, etc

While in the classroom (aka yard, on the swings) on a sunny holiday Monday, Brenley says to Kyle:

You know, Dadaidh, we're here, but we're not really here. We're all really in God's big belly.
And, even though, you know, when you're talking to me and pushing me on the swing, it's not really you that's talkin' to me. It's really somebody else saying the words for you.
It's not really you. But I hear you.

Okey dokey.
I don't think I wanna sign up for her 2nd year course.... might be a bit over my head.

Here's one for you...

Be careful what you say in this house!!

The other day Madden was playing with a golf club (when isn't he?!) & started running towards Brenley (when doesn't he?!). She's a smart girl & could easily figure out what was coming next, and she hollered (as she jumped on the couch for safety):

"DON'T HIT ME YOU LITTLE BASTARD!!!!!"

Disclaimer 1: this was followed by many tears as she looked at Kyle knowing it was a "bad word"
Disclaimer 2: I have *no* idea where she would ever hear language like that ;)

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Primary Orientation Day!

10 more sleeps... 9 more sleeps...

How many after tonight's sleep?...

5 more sleeps....

2 more sleeps...

I can't believe I'm going to school tomorrow!

Well, that tomorrow was today!!! Brenley had looked forward to today for months!!!!! Today was primary orientation day; aka the day at BIG school!

It all started last night, though, when she got ready for bed (which she had to be dressed for a "fashion sleep"?!?! I don't know what that means, either!). Here's what she looked like, totally prepared:

(note: the placement of the backpack, totally packed with gym clothes, indoor sneakers, $5 for chocolate milk to compliment the already-packed-and-on-the-counter lunchbox, which had pancakes!??! Go figure!)


Well, all that was a slight bit hilarious, and although she went to bed at 7:30, as per usual, it was a good 9:30 before she fell asleep!


This morning, Kyle's & my alarms went off at 6am, though we could hear some shuffling in the baby monitor upstairs. So, we laid there and waited to hear. Sure enough... shuffle, shuffle, shuffle... stomp, stomp, stomp... brushing of the teeth (no using of the washroom, though!)... and step, step, step down the stairs.

At 6:05am... a bursting, fully dressed in jeans, t shirt, socks, sneakers, raincoat zipped to her chin, and back pack on the back clad little girl bounded into our room and exclaimed:

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S FINALLY THE DAY I'M GOING TO BIG SCHOOL!!!!

Trying not to laugh/smirk/etc, Kyle pipes up and says:
"Um... Brenley.... what are you doing with your raincoat on?"

Welllllllllllll. I checked out the window and it is raining out, you know!

LOL
Away to school we went an hour and a half later.

She had a wonderful day. She totally surprised me as she wasn't nearly as shy as I though she would be. She spoke up. She did well.

Sitting at her

desk for the day.

With the other primaries

Recess......                in music/Gaelic

using "bean-balls" in

gym

A great day had by all!

How come I can't go again tomorrow, Mamaidh?!?!
How many more sleeps until I can go back?!?!

Another chapter unfolds!

Boob woes

Yeah. So someone should tell Brenley that BOOBS aren't in her future. Voluptuous chest features simply aren't in the genetic make up. Sorry.

Anyway, after her bath the other night at Papa & Grammie's she was looking in the full length mirror:

"Dadaidh, look! Are my boobies getting bigger?!"
"Um, no, Brenley, I don't think so. And you don't need to be worrying about boobs for a lot of years yet!"
"But, look Dadaidh... I think they're getting bigger!"

Good lord.
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Hard day at the sitters

This was an email from Charlene, our babysitter, not too long ago... pretty cute!

Gavin doesn't like to leave Brenley's side even while she sleeps. I thought this was so cute I had to grab the camera.

She said she was really tired so I told her to climb on the couch. I told him to let her sleep a little. I couldn't believe it when he fell asleep sitting up.