i have an idea...

It started this summer...

We were in a bookstore - a big bookstore, that sells everything from books to art to toys to grand pianos to sheet music to instruments. The entire upper floor is filled with children's books and toys. Omi had a delightful time looking at everything, playing with the trains and reading books. On the way down the stairs she spotted a violin hanging on the wall.

She asked for nothing else in the entire store.



O: "mommy, can I... have a violin?"
(uh, YES! I Found myself exclaiming in my head. There's my soft spot. She found it. I have a passion for music and the violin.)
me: Perhaps in a year or two we can get you a violin.
O: "I have an idea! Can we look at them?"
me: sure!
O: "mommy, can I hooold a violin?"
me: Uh, lets just look from here.

last week...
O: "mommy, I have an idea"
me: Oh? What's your idea, Naomi?
O: "let's... can we get a doggie?!"

the next day...
O: "mommy, I have anoder idea"
me: What's your idea, Naomi?
O: "can we get a kitty too?!"



yesterday...
O: "I have an idea!" (happy squeal)
me: what's your idea, omi?
O: "can I... have an ipod? Like Michael?"