In Paige’s world, everything that is not happening in the future or has not happened since the previous sleeping session (i.e. bedtime or nap) happened “last night ago.” So, it makes it super-easy to discern the timeline for things in Paige’s life. For example:
P: Mommy, remember when we played at that one park with the big green thing? Can we go back there?
M: Hmmmm, Paige … can you give me some more information? I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about.
P: You know, we were there last night ago?
M: Hmmm…maybe a little more?
P: Mommy! (Clearly exasperated at this point) LAST. NIGHT. AGO. For Jay-boy and Jenny’s wedding!!
M: Oh! You mean Rainbow Park in Crested Butte? (Which was in June. 2011. She and I had this conversation earlier this week).
P: Yes!! Let’s go there.
Or, perhaps when she told me (this morning) she watched a movie in her bestie’s Audrey’s classroom at school. I
stupidly asked when. Oh, last night ago. I ran this by Audrey’s mommy at pick-up today. Yep – they did indeed watch a movie in Audrey’s class. Right around Christmas.
Or, perhaps this doozy:
P: Mommy, remember that silly shirt you had on last night ago?
M: Which one, Paige? I don’t remember having a silly shirt on.
P: You know, that silly shirt you wore when you drove me to school. You know. Last night ago!
M: Gosh, Paige – I guess I’m not sure which one you mean.
P: You know, Mommy!! (This always seems to be around the time she loses patience with me, which I find extremely ironic.) That silly shirt you wore that had pants on it!!
Aha. That would be this one:
Apparently, Paige has not gotten the memo that denim jackets are hot this season (going on the picture above, double-chins – not so much). To her, this is a silly shirt with pants on it. That I wore recently. Last night ago, to be precise.