Daddy, who is you favorite animal?

Gwenchik is missing her daddy a lot, though it comes out in subtle ways. Today after her Russian class, where she was the usual STAR, she got stickers as rewards. She brought me a sticker of a piglet (my favorite animal), but was disappointed, that while choosing stickers she realized that either daddy doesn't have a favorite animal, or she already forgot who it was.

Daddy, who is you favorite animal?

Reason to choose a profession

Gwenchik is finally the 'star of the week' at her daycare for the next week. There is a list of questions that we have to find the answers to. One of them is about who do you want to be when you grow up.
Gwen: Doctor.
Me: Why a doctor? And what kind?
Gwen: Probably an adult doctor, because they make even more money. Money with which I can buy ALL the candy I want!

Dream movies

From George
While putting Gwyneth to bed, she asks me to stroke her eyebrows for a while, while she lies with her eyes closed. Suddenly she opens her eyes and sits up.
Gwen: Papa, I dreamed about people last night! People in a class!
George: As in a school class?
Gwen: Yes. And they all had big teeth. Like this! (Opens her mouth wide and growls.)
George: Big, sharp teeth?
Gwen: Yes. Papa, it was a big, complicated dream, that I don't have time to tell you all about now.
.........
Gwenchik closes her eyes and lies down, contentedly. I resume stroking her eyebrows.

Gwen: (Happily, with her eyes closed.) I'm watching the next part of that same movie now. What interesting cars they have!

Girl-ladieship

While we were reading a book on the couch, George prepared his specialty---French toast.
George: Ok, ladies, everything is ready, please join us.
Gwen: Hmmm, I am a girl. But a girl is kind of a small lady, right? So I can eat toast as well. But daddy, next time ask a lady and a small lady to join, ok?