First experiences

This morning, as most mornings, I went into my 2.5-year-old daughter's room to get her up. She'd woken up a few minutes before and I had her wake-up milk in a sippy cup. (She's thirsty first thing in the morning.)

The first thing she said to me was, "I want first experiences!"

"What did you say, sweetie?" I asked, not quite believing my ears.

"I want FIRST EXPERIENCES!"

Well, I'm sure you do, I thought to myself. You have your whole life ahead of you. I want you to have LOTS of first experiences! I can hardly imagine how many first experiences you have yet to have! Good for you, sweetie!

But what are you talking about? You're only two and a half, how can you be asking this?

Then I noticed she was looking at the bookshelf, and a colossal light dawned. She was talking about this:



Great book. So we read all about getting a new puppy, and going to the hospital, and going on the airplane. And I was relieved.