Sam stories: March 2008 Archives

Sam and I were playing with some stuffed animals on my bed this afternoon when she suddenly said, "Hey, Mom, I have a joke for you."

Me: "OK. Tell me."

Sam: "How do you fit an elephant through a door?"

Me: "How do you fit an elephant through a door?"

Sam: "No, no, I sayed that part."

Me: "Yes, I know. I was just repeating it to myself to see if I could figure it out. I don't know. How do you fit an elephant through a door?"

Sam: "When the snake pushes him through!" (begin crazy laughter) "That was a great joke, huh, Mom?"

I laughed anyway because she was just so cute.

I live basically in the mountains, near a huge chunk of state gamelands, so we get a lot of wildlife in my backyard. This winter, my husband put out a salt lick and a pile of corn for the deer that often wander through.

Well, we also have a creek at the back edge of our property. And, being a body of water, it's prone to flooding when we have too much rain. So our yard -- and, much to my dismay, our basement -- got flooded last week.

One day after the water had started to recede, Sam said to my niece-in-law Gina, who was staying with us, "Oh, no, Gina, the liquor's all gone."

One more note about our time Sunday at "Princess Wishes on Ice":

There was a cute little blond girl with pigtails in our row, and during the intermission, she was eyeing up the light-up-spinning toy Sam had gotten. So I leaned over and suggested that Sam let her have a turn.

Sam (walking right up to the girl): "Hi. You see this toy? It's not yours. You can't have it."

Me (in utter horror): "Samantha! That's not how we offer to share!"

Sam (very sweetly): "But you can have a turn with it if you want to."

Thankfully, the girl seemed too small to know to be offended.

Just when I think she's finally getting this sharing thing ....

Oy. Just oy.

I swear Sam's going to be a director when she grows up.

A few weeks ago, she started giving people detailed instructions on what to say and do when she's playing with them. Here's an example:

Sam: "Mommy, pretend you were at the zoo, and you were walking with baby Noah and you saw a king lion on a rock." (*Note: A king lion on a rock is Sam sitting catlike on top of her little table.) "And pretend you say, 'Look, baby Noah, there's a king lion on that rock.' And then pretend that the king lion looked at you and you said, 'Hello, king lion,' and then the king lion said, 'Hello' back to you."