Scene 1:
Babysitter: Mia, did you poop in your diaper?
Mia: Don't sniff it. It's gross.
Scene 2:
Mia has become fascinated with the fact that Jeff and I have names other than Mom and Dad. She demonstrated this new knowledge one day when the babysitter brought her baby girl, L, with her.
Mia (with authority): Donna is my Mom and you are L's Mom.
Scene 3:
I picked up Mia at camp and was informed that Mia's poopy diaper had overflowed and some had landed on the floor. (Confirming my suspicions that the supervision is rather lax there.) As we drove home in the minivan...
Mia: Somebody pooped on the floor.
Me: Who did that?
Mia: I don't know.
Me: Was it you? (Yes, I knew better than to ask, but I couldn't help myself.)
Mia: NOOOOO
Scene 4:
Mia (to me): You the guy.
Me: What?
Mia: You the guy.
Me: I am the guy?
Mia: Yes.
Pumpkinpalooza
14 years ago
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