Annika got a “Chat Pack for Kids” in her stocking. It’s basically a box with a bunch of cards with questions to ponder. She’s been asking me questions for about an hour now. She loves to ask questions and answer them too, so it was a great gift.

Right now she is asking about what my favorite sight, sound, and smell for each season. I thought it would be pretty easy, but I just keep thinking about foods for each season. We finally got past that question and now I’m hungry.

I’m writing about this now while she is asking these questions because there is no way she is going to stop as long as I’m still up. It’s one of the negative things about sharing a bed; I don’t really get much alone time. Dak takes her to bed when he goes to bed, so it’s not like she’s here all night, but we snuggle down together and it’s kind of great because we get to talk about things without being impeded by anything else. I am appreciating it as long as it lasts; I know she will be too old soon enough. Still, sometimes it would be good to just go to sleep without being grilled about what holiday I wish my birthday would be on or what design I would use if I had to design the tallest building in the world.

Sometimes the questions are a little tough: like, “what is something you are pretty sure you NEVER want to do in life?” I don’t know the answer to that! I’m not really a planner. Maybe when I was a kid I was more certain about what my life would turn out like? I don’t know though, because I could never see too far into the future back then either. The idea of the future is really abstract.

I said bungee jumping. I don’t like heights.