Happy fourth birthday, sunshine. Unsurprisingly, your time as a three-year-old has changed our world.
A short while ago, I got my paws on the holy grail of adventure photography: a GoPro. The day I brought it home to run it through its paces, we recorded this:
With continued evolution in her speech, imagination, and humour, there’s no reason not to relive another year of Kitara quotes between her third and fourth birthdays . . .
Quoth Kitara: (picking up another birthday present) Look, Papa! I won something else!
Quoth Kitara: Something’s stuck in my mind that I don’t think about. A lion. Something’s stuck in my head that goes moo. A cow.
Quoth Kitara: Mama! Papa! . . . Mapa!
Quoth Kitara: Ahoy there! Ahoy there! Hee hee hee. Silly pirate!
Quoth Kitara: Mama, why is this splendid day coming to an end?
Quoth Kitara: (quietly, while Kairi is hugging her) Too much love . . .
Kitara: Yay for proud of myself!
Quoth Kitara: (seeing what Mama is making her for a snack) A rice cracker? That blows my mind!
Quoth Kitara: I love you in the head.
Kairi: I love you in September.
Kitara: I love you away from the TV.
Both: *raucous giggles, punctuated by hiccups*
Quoth Kitara: (butterfly net in hand) Excuse me, would you help me deal with the elephant, please?
Kitara: Mama, did you know that helicopters can poop?
Quoth Kitara: I will sit on you with my terrible bum!
Quoth Kitara: (while Mama is talking) Shut it, Mama!
Mama: I beg your pardon? What did you say to me?
Kitara: *holds up Ziploc bag of markers* Would you shut this bag please, Mama?
Quoth Kitara: Those are the most AMAZING lights I’ve ever heard for days!
Quoth Kitara: (while being tickled) Not today! Not today!
Quoth Kitara: Why do people sometimes cheese grate their hands?
Quoth Kitara: Don’t argument at me!
Quoth Kitara: (to a blank book of notepaper) Excuse me. Can I have a Kleenex sandwich with a rice and Debbie?
Quoth Kitara: Ummm, Papa? You’re wearing Mama’s robe.
Papa: Yeah . . . I spilled tea on mine.
Kitara: Papa, you look pretty.
Quoth Kitara: As soon as A.S.P.!
Quoth Kitara: Mama, I made a wish for you. I’ll keep my wish safe for you in my pocket. And when I go to sleep, it will fly out of my pocket, and fly into your heart. But only for the visually impaired!
Quoth our front doorbell: *BOIOING!*
Kitara: Again with the boinging!
Quoth Kitara: Papa, would you read this book to me, please?
Papa: Of course, honey. Just let me get my tea first.
Kitara: You’ll be multitasking, Papa!
Quoth Kitara: Mama, you win a blueberry pie AND a cookie. Mama, you win TWO prizes. AND A PUPPY!
Quoth Kitara: Where’s Mama?
Papa: Out doing some shopping.
Kitara: What??!? Out in the night?
Quoth Kitara: *from her bed* Papa? Do you know the best part of night?
Papa: Tell me, love.
Kitara: *speaking to me as if I was a baby* The part where Mama…leaves the kitchen light…ON.
Quoth Kitara: I’m naked outside! No one can see the butt of my face!
Quoth Kitara: Listen to the radio, Mama! Serena Ryder, Stompa!
Quoth Kitara: (excitedly) You look absolutely . . . familiar!
Quoth Kitara: (arriving with play food) Papa! I brought a snack for you.
Papa: Oh, thank you!
Kitara: No no no no no. This is for me.
Quoth Kitara: Mama, I love you more than I don’t love you.
Quoth Kitara: Look how pink the sky is, Papa!
Papa: Must be sunset.
Kitara: Um, no Papa. It’s just called pink.
Quoth Kitara: (the moment she sits on the toilet) BANZAIII!
Quoth Kitara: *banging on her drumset* Nothing can go Congo, I’m in the wrong-go!
Quoth Kitara: Mama? I’d like to be a cowboy. Please?
Quoth Kitara: (upon getting her breakfast of Cheerios and Rice Krispies) Oh, yummy yummy yummy! I’ve been wanting this ALL DAY!
Quoth Kitara: You made that leg drop thud sound that woke me up.
Quoth Kitara: *to the tune of Part of Your World* Stubbing your toes, you don’t get too far . . .
Quoth Kitara: Hi. Mama. I love you so much. I love you even when I love Papa!
Quoth Kitara: (looking at the toothpaste on her toothbrush) Mm! Ice cream soap!
Quoth Kitara: (out of nowhere) EVERYBODY, SPOONS UP!
Quoth Kitara: Papa! You scared me! *softly* You broke my heart.
Happy four, wee ninja. Love, mama and papa.
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