She is just too smart

Delaney is bugging me for her scissors because she has colored a princess picture and says it's a special project that she needs to cut. She says the picture tells her there is a part for daddy and a part for her. So, we can't find the scissors anywhere...not in the bucket they're suppose to be in or where she does all of her coloring. So, I tell her she better find them. She says, "that's interesting...scissors can't just get up and walk away". Where the heck does she learn this stuff?? I love those matter-of-fact comments she makes on a daily basis. LOVE IT!

On another note, last night Diego came hauling ass into my room while we were all asleep. He ran right into the bed because he couldn't get on the bed fast enough. He woke me up and I asked him what was wrong. He said he is really scared. I told him to climb up on the bed and asked him why he was so scared. He said he heard something growling. So, I told him it could've been a cat outside fighting with another cat or maybe Cisco just stretching on his floor (now that he's old, he makes all kinds of deep sounds when he moves). This morning Diego tells me he was scared because he saw his door open wider and saw a shadow. As funny as this sounds, I clearly remember being terrified at night when I was a child of bears, ghosts, monsters, etc. I always would yell out to my dad and ask if he's still awake just to know he's still watching out for us. I slept in my parents bed many nights!