Giant Aria

No, this is not a post about how big my daughter is (though she is over 4 feet tall now). This is about play time with daddy in which Aria was pretending to be a giant. Be forewarned that I got all of this second hand from Joe. This happened about a week ago.

So Joe is pretending to be the little people while Aria is a giant. And I'm not talking Aria is twice as big as the little people. No, this is my 4'1" daughter against 2" tall plastic dolls. And Aria is going to eat them. She starts out in a "supermarket" pretending to be picking out her "dinner", which is these little people. Joe pretends to be one in particular, who does not want to be eaten.

Joe: I don't want you to eat me.

Aria: But I'm going to. You'll be okay. I'm going to put you in the oven first so you're warm. Then you'll be in my belly.

There were several back and forth comments like that, I can't remember them all. I'll update later if Joe can still remember them. So Joe's little person tries one last tactic.

Joe: But I have a mommy.

Aria: You have a Mommy? (she cocks her head to the side and gets a little worried expression on her face, and at this point Joe wonders if he's gone too far and Aria will equate the little-person dinner with animals we eat having mommies and will be flung into a personal crisis). Where is she?

Joe: At home.

Aria: Oh. I'm going to eat her, too.