Last Sunday, driving to church:
Me: No wonder it’s so cold!
Kara: Hmmm?
Me: Look at the bank sign. Negative five degrees.
Kara: Oh.
Upon arriving at church, Kara attempts to get Mihret out of her car seat.
Mihret: Mama! I cold! I tired! Five!
Apparently, Mihret has not yet learned the word “negative.”
***
Last night, with Mihret eating dinner and me playing the piano while she eats:
Mihret: Daddy! All done!
I stop playing the piano.
Me: What is daddy supposed to do?
Mihret: Sit!
Me: Okay.
I sit. A minute passes.
Mihret: More music!
I resume playing.
Mihret: Daddy! All done!
Repeat.
***
I’m playing the piano while Mihret eats:
Mihret: Jingle Bells!
I start playing and singing Jingle Bells.
Me: … laughing all the way…
Mihret: Ha! Ha! Ha!
Me: … Bells on Bobtails ring…
Mihret: Ha! Ha! Ha!
Repeat after every line of the song. And also, sometimes in the middle of a line.
***
In the tub, I take out a cotton ball and go to clean Mihret’s nose of gunk.
Me: Squink!
Mihret: Mihret do it!
I dutifully wet a cotton ball and hand it to her. Mihret proceeds to clean her nose.
Mihret: Sgweeenk!
***
Kara and I are coming out of Target after much Christmas shopping. Also, we bought Mihret a whole mess of diapers.
I am putting Mihret in the car while Kara puts the rest of our purchases in the trunk.
Me: Mihret, mama is putting away your diapers.
Mihret: Yes!
Me: Mihret, what do you do with your diapers?
Mihret: I poop in there!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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2 comments:
I Love the last one ( : Merry Christmas
The last one sounds like Mihret is almost ready to potty train. I enjoy keeping up on her through your blog.
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