I'll try not to write a book here! LOL
When Nancy was two and a half years old, she said she was, "two in a hat!"
When she was somewhere between 10 months and 14 months I heard her crying and acting scared. I went in, and she was standing in the corner of her crib, pointing up at the shelves, crying out what sounded like, "Fresh!! Fresh!!" Nothing my mom and I suggested was right, so we have never figured out what she was saying! In case you are wondering, yes, I did take her out of her crib and brought her in the other room to calm her down. She wasn't scared to go back later, so I guess it was either a bad dream or a bug or something.
When she was 3 or 4 years old she had two imaginary friends named Tony and Bisky. I have no idea where the names came from! Tony and Bisky did a lot of things with Nancy. When Nancy did something she shouldn't do, she never said Tony and Bisky did it, but she did say that they told her to do it!
This isn't about Nancy, but about her "boyfriend" Josh, when she was three. Josh lived down the street and came to see Nancy quite often. Josh was such a solid little guy that my mom decided to see what he weighed one day. She asked Josh if it was ok to weigh him. He said sure. On their way to the scales, Josh asked, "Do you want me to get naked?" LOL (Of course she said no!).
Nancy had total faith in her grandpa (we lived with my mom and dad after my divorce). One day, when she was 3 or 4, Nancy accidentally dropped a juice glass in the bathroom sink (one of those that you get free when you buy Armor dried beef), and it broke. She started crying as I cleaned it up. She said, "Grandpa can fix it. Grandpa can fix anything."
Finally, this one will illustrate how stupid and petty I could be at times, and how a little girl can totally melt your heart. Nancy was probably 5-6 years old. We had just started using Act mouth rinse. I would go in to brush my teeth at night, and Nancy had already squeezed the bottle, putting my dose into the top part (you squeezed it up there and then poured it into a cup). I don't know why, but it irritated me. I thought, "I wanted to do that!" I didn't say anything though. This happened for a few days. So (being the petty idiot I can sometimes be), I decided I would squeeze her dose up. Nancy came in after she had brushed her teeth and said, "Thank you for getting my Act ready for me. I've been getting yours ready for you too." Believe me, I felt SO small at that moment! As soon as she wasn't looking, I cried and started asking God for forgiveness for being so petty and childish!
I said that was the last one, but I remembered one more thing. When Nancy was around 3 we went to Disneyland. It was her first time, so my dad wanted to buy her a stuffed Mickey Mouse. Then we ran into some of the characters. Nancy hugged Mickey, then she saw... GOOFY! Below is the picture of Nancy just as she saw Goofy. It was love at first sight! When my dad tried to buy her a stuffed Mickey Mouse, Nancy said that she had to have Goofy instead. So that is what she got. About a week later, Goofy's nose came halfway off. I said I would sew it back on. Nancy became hysterical! She wouldn't let me sew it on until she was ready. She ran and got her doctor kit. She stood there and gave Goofy about 5 shots for pain while I sewed his nose on!!!