Reid has a book about [1] Mabel Murple by [2] Sheree Fitch, which tells the story of a little girl who dreams about a purple world and the life of a purple girl named Mabel Murple. There was an exerpt in a recent [3] Owl or maybe [4] Chickadee (one of Melissa’s kids read it to Reid) and so we’ve been reading it lately. In any case … one morning this week,

Reid: When I was tall like daddy, I was a boy and really tall. (Reid stretches her arms above her head.) You were a durl. There was no mommy.
Me: No mommy? That is sad.
Reid, not paying attention to me: And I had a tall telebision. (Streches arms above her head) And I watched tall shows. (Stretches arms again) I was the brother and you were the sister. You were a little durl. And there were 2 daddies.
Me: Ah, 2 daddies. (Thinking: being a single parent seems very difficult)
Reid, seeming to have noticed I’m interested in the parents in the story: Daddy was one daddy and I was the brother and you was the sister. And … (more about being tall and a boy)

Reid’s description of life as a tall boy continued for about 5 minutes in all. It was a good and happy part of her (imagined) life. To think some people need to be hypnotized to remember their past lives.