Q & A with Kyra

Are you going to get married when you grow up?
Yes.

Where are you going to live?
South America.

Why South America?
Uhhhh, because I've never been there!

Are you going to have kids?
Yes. I think I'll have a boy and a girl.

What do you think your kids should call me...what should my name be?
(Laughing) Um...Steven still....

Growing Up

We asked Kyra what she would like to pray for last night as we were putting her to bed. This was her response:

"I want to ask God to help Daddy be an artist when he grows up. Oh and for Mommy to be a firefighter."

Yes, randomness abounds at the Bruce house.

Performance Appraisal

I have to avoid mirrors at all costs whenever Kyra is mad or upset. Having a mirror around only prolongs the process indefinitely, as every time she'll start to calm down, she looks in the mirror, sees how she looks, then watches herself start to wail again. And you can tell by watching and listening that it's not a genuine thing...she's doing it purely for her own benefit. You can look at her eyes and see that she's concentrating on her facial expression and tone as she dramatizes her angst. I thought that didn't hit until she was a teenager! Soap opera city...ugh.

Baby Love

Siana has gotten to where she is very free and intentional with showing affection. It is one of my greatest pleasures in life to go in to get Siana when I hear her wake up from a nap or something, walk into the room and see her face light up as she catches my eye...then as I pick her up and cuddle her close, she plants the wettest, slobberiest, most lick-ful kiss right on my mouth. It's messy, but the love and sweetness behind it just fills my heart every time she plants a smooch on me. What an awesome thing to be able to experience...pure unadulterated love from the tiniest of people who doesn't yet know how to speak but can express herself all the same.

Gimme an M!

I was goofing around with Kyra today with a set of pom poms she bought with some birthday money she got. I had my hair in a ponytail and shoved the stick of the pom poms down into the ponytail so it looked like the streamers were part of the ponytail too. Kyra started laughing and I played innocent like there was nothing out of the ordinary. I jokingly said something about there not being pom poms anywhere, and that was just what my hair looks like. Kyra then informed me, "Mommy, that is not your hair. Those are pom poms and right now, you don't look like the Mommy God wants you to be."

Waterworks

I typically bathe Siana in the kitchen sink and leave the water on so I can periodically replace the soapy water with clean water without having to reconfigure the temperature, etc. Anyway, tonight, as I had the faucet near her and was rinsing her off, she decided to see what would happen if she stuck her thumb up into the stream of water. It, of course, shot all over the place and sprayed her directly in the face. I chuckled and waited to see how she would react. She shook her head in surprise, wiped the water out of her eyes and nose with her fists, and then did it again, and again, and again. Each time she did it, she did the same thing...shook her head in surprise, then wiped the water out of her eyes and nose. Eventually she got the idea that maybe she could get a drink in this fashion, so she modified her approach a bit to include opening her mouth as wide as she could possibly get it and leaning it toward the water. This succeeded in one thing only...shooting even more water directly into her little face. It was quite the funny thing to watch. I don't think she ever did get it to spray in her mouth, but she sure seemed to have fun trying.

Compliments by Kyra

Kyra looked up at me today and said, "You're the best lady in town."

Random Song of the Day #2

(melodically) "I loooove you as I stomp my feet....."

Kyra Made-Up Song of the Day

"iiiiiiiii'm an Englishman!
I'm an Englishman!
I'm an Englishman walking around town!"

Kyra Quote of the Day

Kyra kissed Siana on the cheek this morning and said:
"I'm going to kiss Siana again. She will be delighted."

Eye Problems

In telling Kyra it was time to go to sleep this evening, she replied, "But I can't close my eyes very well." I said, "Why not?" She said, "Because they keep coming back open...like this...see?"

Old=Dead

Kyra was on the phone with my mom yesterday and she made some interesting connections during their conversation. I'm sure most of it had to do with conversations we've had with her regarding the recent death of my grandma. Kyra had just repeated the same thing like 3 times because my mom either didn't quite hear her or didn't understand what she'd said. Apparently mom then apologized and said she didn't hear Kyra very well, to which Kyra asked Why. Mom replied, Well, I'm just getting old I guess. Kyra instantly responded, "Oh. You're gonna die." Mom just laughed and said, "Well, hopefully not for a while" and Kyra said, "Yeah."