Earlier today when I was unloading the dishwasher, Leah and I were talking about people having surgery and how they were sewed back together afterwards (Leah initiated this conversation). I explained to her that they used some sort of thread or staples to sew them together, and that it was not like the thread we use to sew cloth or the staples we use to staple paper. I just said that I was not sure what it was made of, but that it was different. She responded saying, "Oh. You don't know because you are not a doctor!"
Me: Yes, that's right.
Leah: So what are you?
Me: What do you mean?
Leah: What ARE you?
Me: Oh. I am a Mama.
Leah: I know you are a Mama, but what ARE you?
Me: I am just a Mama. That is what I do everyday.
Leah: I see. You are a nothing!
Leah: You are just a nothing.
I thought about that for a minute as we were still unloading the dishwasher together. Then our conversation continued.
Me: I know what I am, I am a domestic engineer.
Leah: What is that?
Me: You know, I take care of all of you--Daddy and the children, I cook, I clean, I teach, I do things with yall and take you places.
Leah: That's not anything. You are a nothing.
Then she skipped off to play.