8:23 a.m. I am woken up by a finger poking the end of my nose and a tiny voice saying, “Mom, you got a zip. It’s kinda big. Are you gonna pop that zip?”
Sometime around 9:00 a.m. Julia is in the bath tub. She says she has a present for me. She pretends to pull something out of her belly button, hands me the imaginary item and says, “Open it.”
I feign unwrapping the invisible gift and ask, “What is it?”
“It’s a cookie. Eat it.”
10:35 a.m. We’re in the van heading to Story Time. Julia demands the “Noodle Song,” which is the name she uses for any song she likes. After eight incorrect guesses, I finally skip to her choice: “Come On Eileen” by Dexy’s Midnight Runners. We sing all the way to the library, loudly.
11:17 a.m. Story Time is in full swing. I’m sitting in a window seat watching Julia from afar, having made the decision to let her sit with the big kids on her own. Suddenly, she jumps up from her chair, runs over to me and whispers, “I love you,” and rejoins the rest of the group.
12:45 p.m. We’re in the van heading home. Julia hears “I Need You Tonight” by INXS for the first time. She likes it very much. After the lyric “There’s something about you girl..” she shouts, “That’s me!” Everytime. She tells me the song is about her. Once we arrive home and hop out of the vehicle, she greets Monet by singing, “I’m lonle-hey-hey!”
Sometime around 2:00 p.m. We’re having a tickle fight on the couch. Julia slams her head into my nose and I see stars. She kisses me and says, “Oh, Mommy! I am so sorry to you.” After she is certain I’m okay she says, “I’m hungry to bananas.”
3:56 p.m. We’re shopping at the IGA. Julia tells me she’d like some “chicken bunnies.” I know immediately that she is talking about Marshmallow Peeps.
6:30 p.m. Julia serenades her grandparents with the song we made up to help her learn to spell her name and actually lets me catch it on video.
8:24 p.m. Julia begins wedging her stuffed bear, Holly Bear, in various locations and calling upon me to assist in the search and rescue missions.
9:40 p.m. I read Julia The Monster At The End Of This Book, The Runaway Bunny, Corduroy, Green Eggs and Ham and All By Myself. She gets very upset when I forget to say, “by Mercer Mayer,” after reading the title of the last book on the list and closes the book and makes me begin again. Then, she tells me a story about a princess, a puppy and swimming.
10:50 p.m. As we are settling into bed, Julia asks me, “Mom, can I be a grown-up tomorrow? Please?”
Slow down, little girl. You’ll be a grown-up soon enough.