I needed some cheering up after a very painful phone call to the tax office yesterday afternoon, so we had dinner in a restaurant on the way back from daycare.
Ella is such perfect company when we go out to eat with just the 2 of us. She enjoys every part of the experience and is a great conversationalist.
The funniest part of our conversation was after we did ‘cheers’ – me with a glass of red wine, she with her glass of water:
Ella – Don’t you want some water too, mum?
Me – Yes, actually I’d better drink some. It’s always good to drink water with dinner.
Ella – Yes, and beer is good for your tummy, isn’t it? (I tell her regularly that the berry juice I give her occasionally is good for her tummy)
Me – Well, if you say so, it must be true. But this isn’t beer.
Ella – Oh, what is it then?
Me – It’s wine.
Ella – Wine is good for your tummy too.
Me – Oh good, because I like drinking wine.
Ella – I don’t like drinking wine.
Me – That’s good because wine is only good for mummies’ tummies, not for kids.
Ella – Nooo! Juice is good for my tummy, not wine. (Pfew!)
Then, when I told Ella that we’d better go home because Luna was waiting for us and it was getting late, she said to the people at the table next to ours – who had not even looked at us, let alone talked to us – “Bye! We have to go now. We have to go to Luna. Because she is waiting for us. So we’re going home now.” She said this in an almost apologetic way because – naturally – everyone, even strangers, are sad when she leaves.