(In 20 seconds she will tell him it's dark and scary in her room.)
"I'll be right back. You stay here, OK?"
(The new and nice version of "Don't FOLLOW ME.")
"You yike dis? You yike it, mama?"
(That's great, honey. Now please take your elbow out of my eye.)
"We get shawshege at bank, mama?"
(No, baby. We get 'mondey' at the bank.)
"I'll be right there."
(Translation: I'm going to stay RIGHT HERE).
"I'M HIDING FOM YOU!!!
(Translation: I'm HERE, come find me).
"This has the weary, weary, bad, scary, scary, shark in it!"
(But that's what I like about it.)
"No, you fired!"
(Even she thinks I'm a bad mommy.)
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A person can skip from blog to blog to blog and remember not one. Land on a blog like this and you'll never forget it.
In a class by itself.
This morning, my son repeated over and over "Daddy, I lubb oo," followed by a kiss (or in Gabe-speak a 'diss') because his daddy was out of town for a week. It was the best. Especially when he mixed a couple I lubb oo, Mamas in there too.
Gosh those are stupid.
Mr. Morris
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That's one of the reasons I NEED to get a tape recorder as well. She is always talking when I'm driving!
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