Conversations with my daughter, Part VI.

Scene 1: Career counseling.

Alex: watching the crime scene tech. What's her doing?
Me: She's standing on the ladder and putting powder on our window.
Alex: Her making a big mess.
Me: It's okay for her to make a mess, because that's her job.
Michael: Maybe someday you can have a job where you make big messes.
Alex: I have to be bigger.
Michael: Yes, you have to be bigger to get a job.

Scene 2: Alt.poly is part of Alex's cultural heritage.

Alex: I want apple juice and milky.
Me: Which one? Apple juice or milky?
Alex: Apple juice AND milky.
Me: One or the other.
Alex: How about, one AND the other.

Scene 3: Our politics into practice.

Me: opening the mail. A wedding invitation! Who's getting married?
Alex: from Dorian's arms. Alex and Dorian are getting married.
Me: Oh yeah? You're going to marry Dorian? Do you love her?
Alex: Oh, yes. Alex will marry Dorian. the affianced couple hugs.
Dorian: Okay, Alex. I need to leave now.
Alex: cries. Alex goes WITH Dorian. Walk down the street, Dorian hold you.
Dorian: leaves.
Me: consoling the crying toddler. The course of true love never did run smooth.