day 57: baffled

I long ago gave up trying to figure out decisions for my daughters ahead of time for things like colors they prefer, flavors of something, what drink they'll want with their meal, etc.

Know why? Cause just when I think I have them figured out, I'm wrong.

This week has been one where McK has been missing her Daddy. A lot. The entire way home from our Mother's Day dinner with Daddy's extended family, she cried the entire time, for him. Didn't stop until about a minute from home, thanks to an offer to look at an American Girl magazine by her oldest sister. The past two nights, she's refused to sleep at night in her own bed, insisting on being glued to my side, on Daddy's side of the bed, with as many pics of Daddy propped up next to her on Daddy's dresser. But yet this morning, when Daddy called to talk to us before we left for school......she wouldn't talk to him. Do I dare even try to figure out the mind of this four year old on such matters when I cannot even guess if she'll want lemonade or milk or water with her supper?