Not a big city girl

Tomorrow we will have a two year old in the house. With this new age, Miss Elizabeth has entered a world of big imagination. She pretends and loves to involve all of us in her adventures. The other night as I was on the phone with my friend Beth, Miss E decided she was going to “Fahgo” to see “Bef”. She last visited Beth in October and clearly has fond memories.

In preparation for her travels,  she picked out two jackets to put on top of her outfit, pulling them off hangers from her closet in her bedroom and bringing them to me. She knew she needed layers to beat the cold.

Then she went downstairs from her bedroom to the mudroom and pulled open her drawer of hats and gloves. She chose a pumpkin hat and mismatched mittens and gloves. Oh and she grabbed her pink blanket to take on the road.

She bid farewell to her baby sister, giving her kisses and saying “I yav you Ahdeka!” (I love you Anika!) and grabbed her hand to show her to wave bye-bye. (Note E was still not wearing shoes. She figured that one out on her own, obviously knowing her toes would get cold in December on the prairie!)

Shoes at last. She decided on Hunter’s old shoes as the most practical choice. And thought his hat was also more likely to keep her ears toasty warm than the pumpkin one. Miss E also grabbed her winter jacket for yet another layer.

This girl is from the prairie. She is not a big city girl. But when she gets a big idea into her head she makes it happen. And she went to Fahgo…the closest “big” city she knows. Yes Fargo is a big “city” on the prairie. I know several of you find that to be amusing. E told me she was going to her “cawh” opposed to her walking which I was afraid of and closely watching that she did not just unlock the front door and try walking to Beth’s house. Instead, I found Miss E tucked in her bedroom between her dresser and a wall where she was already on her imaginary road trip. She invited me into her car. I sat shotgun, squished into the little space but cozy warm and deep in Miss E’s own little world of imagination as she drove to Fargo.