Raiding the cussing jar. |
"I farted."
"What is he doing?"
"I'm going to run away (from that diaper change)."
"I love you."
"It's magic!"
"I need a hat."
Mommy presented Lily with Lamb-lamb. "NO! I want MINI Lamb-lamb!"
"I want ice cream/chocolate/beans (M&Ms)"
"Do you want to cuddle with me?"
"I want your phone."
"Give me that phone."
"Let me do it!"
"No, let me try."
"I need more water."
"I need more MILK!"
"NO! I don't want it!"
"I don't want my diaper changed."
"I don't want a shirt."
"Can daddy do it?"
"Oh no! I lost Lamb-lamb/bottle/it."
"Where is it? I don't see it?"
"Where is the mall?"
"Where is Whole Foods?"
"I have a boo-boo. Kiss it?"
"I want to go to the pool/mall/market."
"Lay down with me?"
"Bottle, where are you?"
"Is it dead?"
"Beep, beep - Get out the way!"
"Daddy, I'm all done!"
"Is it poop?"
"I want more milk. I want a lot."
Lily, you need money for more milk. (Checks her own pocket) "Where is it? I don't see it."
Lily, give me a big kiss, I am leaving. "Where are you going?" I have a meeting. (Sweet baby kiss.) "GET OUT!" (Uses feet to propel unsuspecting victim away.)
"Where is Daddy?" He went to work. (Remembering our conversation yestereday...) "Oh no! He took my go-de-go (stroller)!"
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