Mysteries and Pee Pee

Today we were swimming at Carly’s wonderland pool, and Annabelle said she had to pee-pee. I suggested she go among the flowers like a puppy so we wouldn’t have to go in the house in our wet suits. She obliged, and when Henry saw what she was up to, he decided he needed to go too. He pattered over the lawn to the flowers and squatted down. “No!” yelled Annabelle. “Henry! You’re a boy! You’re supposed to stand and hold your winkie!” Henry, being one of those unusual two-year-olds with selective listening, ignored her. I walked over to see if I could help. Now it was Henry’s turn to shout. “No Mama! I nee pivacy!” A two-year-old munchkin is telling me he needs privacy. Then there’s Annabelle reciting back to me the first chapter of the Nancy Drew novel we read over a month ago! She amazes me with her memory. Then Henry takes the book from her and starts to mimic her recitation. They love finding mysteries. Today when I walked in the door from yoga, Annabelle said, “Mom, I found something very mysterious. The door keeps opening by itself! We need to look for clues! Come on, Mom, let’s investigate.” We figured out it was the wind, but it was an exciting mystery to solve nonetheless.