I've been meaning to add this new feature to Beaches Speeches for some time now. An ongoing documentary, if you will, of things I can't believe I've said, in a voice I swore I'd never use.
Please enjoy segment 1, entitled simply, 'Pooping.'
Me to Bella (every morning about a half an hour after she finishes eating her breakfast):
"Oh! Are you finished your pooping? Did you finish ALL your pooping?! What a goooood girl to do your pooping! Now we can go and change your bum. YAY!!"
Friday, August 29, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Oh Father
Despite my greatest efforts, it is all she will say.
I stare at her intently and loudly and clearly say, "Mommy," and get nothing. I try, "Ma Ma," still nothing. Next I say, "MA! MA!" Blank stare. Last ditch effort, "MMmmmm." She stops what she is doing, looks at me as if to say, "You are an idiot, Woman," and then says proudly, "Dadda, Da, Dadda, Ahhh, Dadda!"
It's starting to get annoying. This kid is sooo lucky she's cute.
I stare at her intently and loudly and clearly say, "Mommy," and get nothing. I try, "Ma Ma," still nothing. Next I say, "MA! MA!" Blank stare. Last ditch effort, "MMmmmm." She stops what she is doing, looks at me as if to say, "You are an idiot, Woman," and then says proudly, "Dadda, Da, Dadda, Ahhh, Dadda!"
It's starting to get annoying. This kid is sooo lucky she's cute.
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