The Pink Dot

As she gets older, Zoe has ideas.  More ideas than hours in the day.  They usually involve something I'm not keen on doing.  Last night she informed me that it was time for a race.  She would say "ready, set, go" and I would need to run.  That falls into the category of "Mommy better think fast and distract her with another idea."  After being sick last week, I'm not as quick as I used to be.  I ran a few laps around the house.

It goes beyond things to do at night when I'm exhausted.  She hates going home.  She's rather go shopping.  She usually has a list ready.  Sunday night after bible study, she was not ready to go home. She actually wanted to just stay at church and wait for all her friends to come back.  After we piled her into the car she informed us that we needed to go to the grocery store because she needed a new iPod.  A yellow one.  The battery on my iPod ran out and we just needed to recharge it, but in Zoe's mind that translates into just buying a new one.

I thought D & E asking for one a couple Christmases ago was early. 

In an effort to thwart the iPod discussion, N and I distracted her with ice cream.  One of her favorite things to do is go to The Pink Dot for ice cream.  For those not in the mind of a 3 year old, The Pink Dot is actually Baskin Robbins.  It sounds quite a bit like Red Robin and that just confuses her.  She calls it The Pink Dot. 

Some chocolate chip ice cream on a sugar cone is her style, along with a cereal necklace from bible study.  It doesn't get much better than that.

Unless of course we went to the store for a yellow iPod afterward.