
So awhile back Syd had finished her allotted amount of chores (and Izzy hadn't) and we were heading to Meijer to pick out a doll Syd had been working towards. Needless to say Izzy was a bit bummed (and in her words, a little jealous) she wasn't getting a doll too. I thought I would cheer her up a bit with a little story about when she was 2... the girl loves to hear stories from the past. I told her about how one time we were in Meijer and she told me she really wanted a brother or a sister. I asked her how she thought one got a brother or sister. She started to look around and then said "Well, were is the brother and sister isle?". Why not? They sell everything else at Meijer! So, that was the story. Which then brought out this conversation:
Isabel: That was so silly. I thought you could get a brother or sister at Meijer. Duh, you can't do that!
Syd: Isabel you are so silly. Brothers and sisters come from Ethiopia!
Me: uh, well....
Isabel (cutting me off): No they don't. They come from inside of a mommy. How do they get out of there?
Me: uh, well...
Syd: What? How does a baby get in there?
Me: uh, well...
Syd: So mom, was I from your belly, Ethiopia, or Meijer?
Me: Oh look kids... the car wash... should we go thru the car wash?
Ahhhh the art of distraction