I've been home from work for about an hour now, and Gabi has been cranky from the minute I walked in the door.
She just came over to me in sobs.
Gabi: Mommy, remember that robot I had when I was a little baby and it lost its arm and you threw it away?
Me: A robot? Oh, yes! I remember that robot. That was a really long time ago!
Gabi: I miss it SO MUCH! I wish I still had that robot! WHY DID YOU THROW IT AWAY?
And then she turned and sobbed all the way back to her chair to resume her cartoon watching.
Gabi DID have a robot when she was little. It was a gift to my boss from a vendor, and since he didn't need a robot, thought Gabi might like it. She LOVED it.
Pretty soon I couldn't stand the robotic little sayings and flashing lights, and was happy when it lost an arm and had to be put away due to a sharp piece that jutted out of the arm socket.
Gabi had just turned two years old. I can't believe she remembers that robot!
I think Gabi's just having one of those overly emotional, tired kind of days. It's going to be a long night.