Watched Pokemon.
Decided that today was our wall calendar's birthday (after she switched the month over because she was the first person to think of it). She made it a "cake" (play pizza) with a "candle" (palm cross that she's been hoarding in her playroom), brought out balloons left over from her own birthday party, we sang Happy Birthday to it, she gave it a present and a card.... It made no sense, but it was delightful.
Decided that she would start her own church. She gathered a sword she made out of cardboard yesterday at the children's museum (it looks like a cross), our prayer book, the tiny mortar I let her use to mash up "herbs" sometimes (for the chalice), and a scented candle. She said that she is going to the priest, so she got a (red) blanket off her bed for her robes. She tried to get Norman and me to volunteer to be acolytes. She said that she still needed some more robes for all the different colors of the church seasons. And I mentioned that she might also want some training. LOL So interesting to see what she thinks of as things that are necessary for church -- they're quite different from what I would have gathered at her age.
We went grocery shopping. She found the sign (again) at one of the stores that explains how to use a fire extinguisher and read it, but got a little mixed up because the first letter of each word was much bigger than the others (so that it makes an acrostic). So she thought the last one said "weep side to side" and we got a big laugh out of the thought of someone crying back and forth during a fire!
We made the Jiffy Pop that I bought a few weeks ago after they made Jiffy Pop SWAPS at Girl Scouts.
Later she was talking about the calendar's birthday some more, and she said that she was going to make it something with mushrooms because mushrooms smell like months to it. So I joked that the calendar has synesthesia, so then I had to explain what synesthesia is.
Had a "Pokemon battle" with Norman (this is where they have a fight with stuffed animals while calling out Pokemon moves).
Then right before bed Norman had occasion to explain to her what a surrogate mother is.
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