Face paint and other preschool adventures

On Sunday, Alexis announced to her teacher that she loved butterflies. Butterflies had absolutely nothing to do with what they were talking about or doing. It was just something for her to say. So on Wednesday when a person came to face paint and one of the choices was a butterfly, that would be the logical choice for a little girl that announces that she likes butterflies? What would make a girl that loves butterflies not choose a butterfly?

She wanted to be called "Tiger Spiderman Alexis" the whole evening until we washed it off in the shower.

Our little informant:

Alexis was quite tired from pushing her bedtime and also because she had taken some medicine that made her drowsy so the next morning we decided to let her sleep as long as she wanted and wake up on her terms rather than my schedule and daddy would take her to pre-school. It's days like this when she is well rested but not hyper that we get some of the best conversations, especially in the car. She doesn't intend for them to be funny, but we all know that the words that come out of a preschoolers mouth are not well-filtered. The conversation recounted from daddy went something like this:

D: Are you ready for school today?

A: Yeah. I play at school.

D: What do you do?

A: I play with lots of toys and friends and give friends bandaids and ice when they get owies. and I make Grant feel better when Courtney bites him.

D: Do you play with (and names several friends)?

A: Yes (to each one)

D: Do you play with Courtney?

A: No

D: well to be a nice girl, you should play with all your friends. Do other kids play with C?

A: I don't know why. She bites.