Oh the things 7 year olds say...

So if you read my previous post, my sister and her family are moving out to Iowa to live by my oldest sister and her family.

I needed to get out of the house and clear my mind. So of course...retail therapy. So my niece and I headed to the mall to shop for a few things and to see the Hannah Montana movie/concert. (It was actually pretty good :) But I like all music, for the most part.

Anyway, on our way up to the mall/movie, I had Carrie Underwoods, Some Hearts cd playing. We're just listening to it and the song, starts with goodbye came on. I am singing the song in my head and then I start to think...this is how I feel...like I'm gonna have a broken heart and cry when they leave...and right as I'm thinking that my niece pipes up and says....

B: Auntie, this song is for T, it's like how you are gonna be when they leave and how you're gonna be sad and cry and have a broken heart.

*Really?! Are you kidding me? IS she a mindreader! So then I call my sister/her mom and tell her that and she's like, "yeah she does that to me sometimes!" Then on our way home (I bought the Hannah Montana2 cd) we're listening to the song, I Miss You, and of course I'm thinking about my sister and niece...and B said this song can also be for how sad you're gonna be when they move out by us."*

As we were in Target, she and I were joking around. So here is how our conversation went....

B: I'm closer to my mom.

Me: What do you mean? Closer then little B?

B: Well, he and I are both closer to mommy because we were in her tummy.

Me: No, I'm closer to her because I grew up with her and I know her secrets. I know who her first kiss was.

B: Tell me.

Me: No, cause then you'll be closer to her.

B: Well, I don't care. I'm not gonna play with you if you don't tell me.

Me: That's ok. I don't want to play with you.

B: But I like to play with you auntie.

Me: No, it's ok. I've got M to play with and spoil.

B: Well, when they move out here I'll get to see her more than you!

Me: ....You got me on that one.... :(

*So, the point of this story is, don't mess with 7 year olds. They are pretty darn smart.*