My toddler has turned into a hypercondriac. I don’t know where it came from but he is in full, “I need a doctor quick” mode this week.
As he gets older he is becoming more aware of things like freckles, bruises, spots, you name it. He is always intrigued when I am cutting my nails, or his and Missy Moo’s, constantly asking for a narrative. I don’t mind giving the narrative either… “I cut your nails to keep them clean, tidy and prevent scratching.” I say. When I give him or his sister a bath, I have to explain why I scrub between their toes. “I clean your toes to get the sock fluff and toe jam out”. The narratives go on so it’s my fault when my 2 1/2 year old thinks he now needs a doctor 24/7 if mommy can’t keep up with these things or things I can’t fully explain.
“I need a doctor Mommy…my toenails are growing”.
“I need a doctor Mommy…my finger hurts”.
“I need a doctor Mommy…there is toe jam in my toes and it’s not bath time”.
“I need a doctor Mommy…my belly needs help”.
“I need a doctor Mommy… my poo is too big”.
“I need a doctor Mommy… to tell him I don’t like my dinner”.
“I need a doctor Mommy…there are on monsters in this dvd”. *pointing to Monster University
“I need a doctor Mommy…to clean my glasses”.
“Mommy, quick I need a doctor”... what for? “because I just really do”.
He really does think a doctor will solve everything at a moments notice and bless him he has had his fair share of doctor visits in his short life due to allergies, asthma and the like. To him, it just makes sense the doctor should help with everything else. He even gets excited in the car and when we drive by our doctor’s office and says, “hi doctor,” waving, “we going to the doctors today Mommy?”
My all time favorite phrase this week though came at the perfect moment, we were all sat in the living room before bed the other night and Mr P was telling Buba to do something and in his normal toddler way he was whining about not wanting to do it. Then I heard, “No Daddy, Mommy is the boss!” Well he made a very good point there, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Buba has the best memory too, at 2 1/2 years old, you can ask him where he put something two weeks ago and I am not joking when I say he will remember it’s exact location. So many times he has answered our rhetorical questions to our surprise. So when I asked myself, where have I put my phone, the other day, and he replied, “It be here somewhere, try the couch!” After chortling a few times, I realized he was in fact right. We once lost his Chick Hicks car in a soft play area andfor two weeks he kept telling us its under the yellow slide. I had no idea what he was talking about but when we came back to that particular soft play area, he ran to the slide that was yellow and pointed under it and there it was, dust and all. Buba’s memory amazes me, or just makes me feel plain old that my own brain doesn’t work that good. He is quick to remind me that I forgot to brush my hair on a daily basis. So many it really is the latter.
But whatever he comes out with, at least it has us all laughing and talking about it. Learning to talk is my favorite stage of being a toddler.
Are your kids saying funny things? Would love to hear them, comment below.