After I told Gigi it was time for quiet time upstairs.
Gigi: Well, I don't like quiet time upstairs. It's like jail! My room is like JAIL!
During our family home evening discussion about Mormon pioneers, Gigi summarizes her version of what we covered.
Gigi: And then... they walked, and walked and they passed the Pyramids of Giza, and then they arrived in Salt Lake City!
Me: Gigi, L-O-V-E spells love!
Gigi: Okay. But how do you spell "djembe drum"?
Discussing the future.
Gigi: I'm going to play with my children all day when I'm a mommy. I'm not going to clean up, or anything like that. 'Cause I love my children, so I'm going to play with them all day.
In the car, Orion suddenly starts screeching and I am driving and can't look back.
Me: Gigi, can you check on Orion? Is he okay?
Gigi: Yes, he's just trying to sing. Opera!
Gigi doing one of the things she loves best: yoga. One of the great Prieto mysteries is where Gigi got her love of yoga and how she managed to learn any of the poses. Demographically speaking I should be all over yoga, but I'm not sure whether it is really my pace, so this interest has been fueled solely by her.