Guest Post: A Day In The Brain of a Five Year Old

I find the age of five to be quite fascinating because five year olds say whatever they think without worrying about being judged.

It’s an innocence and ignorance that does not last long enough in human beings, in my opinion.

As Waverly’s honorary auntie, I have the privilege of witnessing the beautiful nature of the five year old.

I have three cats and she knows their names pretty well now, but she can sometimes feel unsure. In those cases,

she refers to them as “Pheobe or Boston.” My third cat’s name is Ginny, whom she calls Jimmy and I will never correct her on that.

Today while she was playing barbies at my house, Boston came up to her to watch her play. He doesn’t normally do that because

he is still very young and unsure of other humans, especially kids. 

I was sipping a coffee under the loft where I usually begin the days she is over listening to very strange and entertaining dilemmas between

barbies. That’s when I heard her say, “Hey Boston! Awe Bosto-BOSTON WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? I DIDN’T KNOW CATS COULD SIT!!!!”

I almost choked. Just the thought of her not knowing cats could sit made my day. Moment’s later two cats run past her and down the stairs,

I hear her call after them, “PHEOBE OR BOSTON, WHOEVER YOU ARE, SIT!! ….*sigh* all these animals and no one listens to me.”

One last thing that really made me laugh today was her songs. She had a full on musical going “and we can’t talk to strangers, but I knowwwww

I’m not a stranger. I’m Ariel” Then, she interrupted herself because a plague of terrible tattoo artists who COULD NOT SPELL were tattooing

pictures of sticks on people! (By the way no one in her family has tattoos, and neither does anyone in my family so I don’t know how this came up)

Oh man. There is never a dull moment. I hope one day this girl writes comedies. 

Have a great day!