Then she usually says something that sounds like 'baabas', but she pinches her thumbs and fingers together and bounces them on her temples. I know that she wants her sunglasses.
This day, she probably asked for 'wa-wa' and 'yummies' (water and gummies/fruit snacks) at some point along the short car trip to drop Henry off at school, in which case, I was already screwed, because I didn't have either with me... and the girl can scream, like ringing in my ears aftershocks from her screams.
I roll my eyes to myself and wonder how in the hell did I get such a diva on my hands.
Then I remind myself that she's only 1, and that her world revolves around her, and that, as one too many people have told me, 'girls are so different than boys, this is just the way girls are' - dramatic.
ugh...
From farther back, I heard Wyatt yelling something at me, which I didn't initially hear, because I turned up the music to drown out the screams.
Wyatt leaned forward and shouted again "Can you put down the windows?" Which, in his little mind, means 'can I roll up the windows?' (don't ask).
I looked at him through the rear view mirror "Buddy, it's not that cold, can we please leave them down for Edy?"
Wyatt proceeded "but she's dressed. I don't have any clothes on, I'm reeeaaaallllly cold!"
I do a double take in the mirror. Yes, he's wearing a t-shirt, but did he take off his shorts for some weird Wyatt reason, I ask myself.
"Wyatt, you still have your pants on (insert lingering, I'm not sure I want to know the answer, pause) right?"
He responded "NO, I don't have pants on..." I nearly pulled the car over, but he slowly continued "I have SHORT PANTS on, that's why I have no clothes on, THAT'S why I want the windows closed".
Umm, so apparently, wearing shorts and a t-shirt is equivalent to wearing nothing to this, winter is 9 months long, Minnesota kid.
I'm going to have to brush up on my 'diva' since they both already speak it well.
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Is there a Rosetta Stone for that?
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LMAO - SO funny - but probably not hilarious for you in the moment.
ha!! i have a few years experience speaking diva :)
and i'd say call me and we can talk diva but that would just be rude since today i totally didn't call. i really am sorry friend. and i should prob email all this instead of sucking up comment space...but the day just got the best of me. next week will work. i just know it!!
xo!
Don't you love our superpowers as mom to understand toddler speak. And yea, girls are different :)
Glad he had pants on- even if they were short pants
Hee !Love this, and seriously LOVE kid-speak!
We have to tell the girls how the windows are going to be before we even hit the road, or it's a constant battle!
I think I only communicate in diva..okay, not really, it goes away...like around 4?
Glad he wasn't nakkie in the backseat, either..that would have made an interesting story to his teacher.
My daughter came along first, so we got pretty well versed in the dramatics. At almost eight she is still at it. Then along came our son, and I have no idea what to do with all of his boy energy. At two he wants to jump down the whole flight of stairs and wrestle and hug all the car tires in every parking lot we walk through. I definitely prefer Diva, lol.
Coming from both of them? Ay carumba.
Coming from both of them? Ay carumba.
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