The Bad Baby Drawer

 

Yesterday, when I picked Livy up from Children's Church, I was looking through all her papers and noticed this drawing on the back of one. 

"Liv, did you draw the baby?"

"Yea, and I wrote my name."

"Well, that was really sweet!"

"Thanks, but... Julie helped me draw the baby and it's not very good."

"What? Why is it not good?"

"Well, Julie's just not a very good drawer."

 I thought I was going to fall over laughing so hard!

"Well, Liv, people are better at some things than others, so it's OK."

I caught Julie before we left church and told her what Livy had just said. Julie started laughing and said that Livy had asked her to draw the baby, and when she was done Livy told her it wasn't very good... that she needed to try again! Ha! So that's why there's 2 babies in the picture. Julie said she finally gave up on drawing and just wrote Olivia's name and Liv said,

"There, that's better."

I had to apologize for my super critical daughter. I still laugh about it though, I can't get over it.

Tigers & Hippos

Sunday morning, we were running late... again. Drew was putting Livy in her car seat and when he buckled her up she said,
"Ow! My back hurts!"
I told Drew that she had mentioned her back hurting a couple days ago when she was riding in her car seat, so I told him to make sure there wasn't anything poking her in the back. He felt all around, and nothing. He told Livy she was fine, there was nothing there. But still, she insisted, and she was just about in tears when she said,
"But it hurts my back!!"
Drew checked again, and still nothing? Finally, she reached her hand behind her back, pulled it back out, held up the same empty hand and said,
"Oh! It was just my yittle tiger!"
Drew and I about fell out! That girl and her imagination! Drew asked if he could pet her little tiger and she said,
"No! He's a scary tiger!"

On the same topic, she has a "yittle hippo" that follows her around as well. The hippo has been around for a while... in fact, we're having a Little Hippo Birthday party this year in honor of said friend. But evidently, Livy takes the little hippo to church with her every Sunday, and I think she's pushing her limits in Children's Church. Sometimes she likes to focus a little too much on the little hippo and not enough on the lessons. Little hippo better straighten up or he'll be forced to come to big church with Mama!