in my experience with the girlies three, toilets and bidets and the like are not always used as their inventors' intended. no matter how i threaten or use scary phrases like "or else."
no one in the history of no ones has ever been scared of me. i may be bitter about this fact.
anyway. toilets become escape hatches for tiny dolls on the run, rubbish bins for the lazier of the three, and evidence concealers for anyone in a panic when faced with the question "where is my nars?"
also, bidets are the perfect hot tubs for the above-mentioned dolls on the run. after they make bail.
yesterday, esmé all-of-a-sudden appeared next to me. as quiet and as pale as a ghost. circles for her eyes and mouth.
"i just peeped a feathah," she whispered.
i debated. i did. was this an opportunity to teach her not to throw feathers away in the toilet? once again? or was it the chance to scare her silly from eating items that should not be eaten?
as she walked away, i heard her dazed and confused mumble, "i don't remembah eating a pink feathah."
i tire of finding toys in the toilet. never tire of words to wear. aurora lopez mejia here.
17 comments:
oh my. love that girl, i do.
xo
kelly
you and your girlies three are too much. a pink feather? too funny.
That is the cutest thing ever. Love kids.
Oh gosh, that is hilarious!
Oh, how I love this! You have an amazing way of capturing her darling voice!
As long as letting her believe it doesn't come back to haunt you. I can just see her locking herself in the bathroom trying to repeat the trick for her sisters.
Feathah! She'll never wear a boa now, will she??
Oh the joys of being a parent! My daughter fell in the street mid-tantrum and scraped her knee. The good, caring mother that I am, I told her bad things will happen when you behave badly. Right?!...er no?
Lila Ferraro
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Thanks for the giggle. I just can't get over her mumbled comment.
this is, by far, the greatest thing i have read all day. she is hysterical! yes, i definately hope i have a girlie like esme one day.
too cute
oh, thanks guys! i feel less like a failure when you comment sweetly!
and amie?! a feathah boa might well be the end of esme!
lila...always a fan of teaching karma! brilliant! cracking up...
xoxo all!
Sounds like salient advice to me!
{{must not eat feathahs,must not eat feathahs,must not eat feathahs,must not eat feathahs,
must not eat feathahs, must not eat feathahs, must not eat feathahs,must NOT eat feathahs}} !!!!!!
xxxx
Oh. my. god. Laughing out loud....causing my whole family to look over at me. I adore her and you and words to wear. " I don't remembah eating a pink feathah" hee hee ( wipes tear) ho ho ( cutie pie) har har
xoxo
Melis
laughing out loud, here too! peeped a feathah...DYING.
this idea that anything is possible is something i need more of today. i want to look at the toilet and wonder why i didn't remember eating the feather instead of knowing that outside forces are planting evidence.
ha! i really can't wait until esme is older and starts reading--and really understanding--these posts. what a lucky little munchkin.
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