Missing the Point

On Saturday, our friend's daughter was participating in her First Communion ceremony at a local church, and I decided that I would like to attend. However, I did not really want to take the kids, so we decided that I would take Charley with me (since we figured she was old enough to behave herself) and Zander would stay home with Brian. We showed up right when Mass started, so we had to sit in the very back row of the church. Charley was very well behaved during the service, but at one point she she started to get a little restless. So I lifted her up in my arms and whispered in her ear . . .

Danielle: "Look at the beautiful candles that are lit at the front. Can you see them?"

Charley: (whispering back very excitedly) "Ooooooo, candles!!!!! Are they having a party? Is there going to be cake?"

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On weekend mornings, the kids will come in bed with us and snuggle and play until we all decide it's time to get up. This past Sunday, Charley and Zander were chatting when Zander noticed Charley's nightgown.

Zander: "Princess?"

Charley: "Yes Zander, those are princesses."

Zander: (pointing at one of the princesses) "Belle?"

Charley: "Yes, that's Belle. And this one is Cinderella. Can you say 'Cinderella'?"

Zander: "Rella."

Charley: "Yes, and this other one is Sleeping Beauty. Can you say 'Sleeping Beauty'?"

Zander: "Eepen Booey . . . booty . . . . (thinks for a second) . . . butt . . . . butt."

Charley: (annoyed) "No Zander, it's not 'booty' or 'butt' . . . it's Sleeping Beauty."