It’s been awhile since I wrote about the funny phrases Buba has been saying. It’s not that he hasn’t come out with some belly busting great ones my blame lays on my poor memories and not jotting them down as soon as he says them. I am too busy laughing and enjoying the moment and it passes and I really do need to go back to grabbing my phone and taking note. I love reading back the things he comes out with. Toddlers really are so very innocent at times especially as they learn to speak.
“I don’t want to go to bed”. I explained it was 3:30 pm he didn’t have to. “But it’s dark outside”. Yes, that’s called winter darling. “Well change it back I am confused”.
If you are naughty Santa might not come. I told him one day this week after pushing his sister. He sat pondering this for a moment. “I will write a letter to Santa” he replied. Yes we will write to Santa but you have to be a good little boy. “I only push my sister, I not naughty”. Yes that is naughty. “Ok I be good boy”. Next day…knocks his sister off the couch…her crying consumes the house, he screams, “I tell Santa I am a naughty boy, then he still will bring me Red.” (Red is off of Cars Movie) I tried to explain that it didn’t work that way, while I appreciated his honesty, he still needed to be a good boy or Santa won’t come. I didn’t do myself any favors mentioning Santa in October. I have heard every single time I have to tell him to do something, “Santa still coming for me?” It’s going to be a long two months.
“This isn’t cheese”. Yes it is, it’s Red Leicester cheese. “It’s orange”. Not all cheese is white. “What did you do to it?” I didn’t do anything to it, it’s a different type of cheese. Try it, you will like it. “Please can I have my white cheese back, you can eat the orange cheese Mommy, I will eat the white cheese. Okay?”
“Whatever you say, silly billy”. This is his response to everything.
I picked him up at nursery the other day and the key worker was telling me about his day. His key worker then asked, “Buba has been telling us today that Daddy is at work, Missy Moo is in nursery, and Mommy is sleeping all day, have you been ill?” I replied, “No.” and walked quickly away stunned. That’s embarrassing, I am too busy running the kids around, cooking and cleaning and working all day when does my child think I sleep? Great the key workers probably think I am lazy and don’t do anything all day while they take care of my children.
“Daddy why don’t you drive a race car like the neighbors?” I jumped in, its expensive to drive fancy cars and you can’t put car seats in them. “Just put us on top then we can ride it like a horsey”. Whilst I am sure your Daddy would love that thought, I am skeptical child.
“What are you doing Mommy?” I am putting on my face, an expression used by my own mother time and time again while she applies her makeup. “Oh can I wear it?” No, it’s not a mask hunny, I can’t share my face. “That’s rude-y” as he walks away. This is his new favorite way to tell people they are being rude.
“Missy Moo don’t be rude-y or Mommy will tell you off, then you have to write to Santa and tell him you have been a naughty girl”. I hear this from the kitchen as the kids play in the living room.
There is no saying what my son will come out with. It’s only a matter of time before Missy Moo joins in. She is already getting the one word sentences and pointing down. What will their conversations together be like? I can only imagine. What are your toddlers saying?