As you may have guessed by now, Ana is what some might call a “spirited” child. She’s adorable and charming but can be difficult when she’s tired, or it’s morning, or if the day ends in a “y”. So it was no surprise when I ran into a mother at the gym and we had the following conversation:

Her- I think our kids are in the same class at preschool, Ms. Natalie’s class.

Me- Oh yes, I recognize your son (no, I didn’t)

Her- All he talks about at home is Ana. It’s always Ana this and Ana that.

Me- Really? (how sweet- but I never heard of her kid)

Her- Yes, it’s “Ana wouldn’t let me in the kitchen”, “Ana didn’t want me playing with the play doh”, or “Ana said I could play with her today if I didn’t talk”.

Me- Oh gosh, that doesn’t sound like her at all (totally sounded like her). She was sick last week and she’s been so tired and grumpy. Sorry.

Her- Uh huh.

;

When we got home I planned on speaking with her. But before I could, this is what I stumbled upon….

Yes, that’s her on the pot, reading The New Testament. She received it from a man at the State Fair, back in July. It’s like he knew.

I figured she was looking for repentance, enlightenment, spiritual guidance. But then she looked at me like this…

Later, I found torn out pages littering the floor of our family room. Scriptures were everywhere!

I’ve concluded that she just likes the book because it’s little. Damn. I guess we still need to have that talk.