Just a few of the conversations I have had with my little Payton lately (can you believe she is 27 months?!):
Me – in PJ’s room putting away laundry.
PJ – in the room across the hall, playing with her dolls.
PJ: “Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama. MaaaaMaaaa. Mama. MaaaaMaaa!”
PJ: “Mama. Mama. Mama. Maaamaaa! Mommy! Mommy! Mama. Mama.”
PJ: “Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama.”
This goes on for a couple more minutes…until:
PJ: “Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama. …JULIE!!!!!!!”
Me: looks into the other room, “excuse me?”
PJ: smiles and “Mama. Mama. Mama…”
Well…she got my attention for a second there!
Lately we have been dealing with this word a lot: Need. Not want, but need.
PJ: “I need a cupcake.”
PJ: “I need a chip. I eat my apples and now I need a chip.”
PJ: “I need Mama’s phone, I need to play games.”
PJ: “I need music. I need my music on now.”
PJ: After waking up from a full night in her big girl bed, she chose to pick out a coin for her piggy bank as her reward, “I need monies now, I need Daddy’s monies now. I need TWO monies!”. Me: “Payton, you get 1 coin.” PJ: “No, I need 2 monies!”
PJ: “I need to watch “Can’t Hold Us!” -this girl loves her some Macklemore & Ryan Lewis.
I was trying to pull up an app on my phone for PJ to play for a minute and the app kept freezing.
Me: “Hold on a sec Payton, it keeps freezing, let me fix it real quick.”
PJ: “No Mama, I fix it for you.”
Me: “Just a second big girl, let me fix it.”
PJ: “No Mama, give it to me, I fix it.”
Me: “Big girl, just hold your horses, I’ll fix it real quick.”
PJ: “No Mama, I said give it to me and I fix it. Ok?!”
Me: “Oh I see, ok, here you go, you can fix it then…” hands the phone to her…
PJ: “Ok thank you Mama, now I fix it for you, OK? Ok Mama? I go fix it real quick.”
Me: “Ok thank you.”
PJ, 2 minutes later: “Ok Mama, it won’t fix, game is frozen.”
PJ: walks off with phone “Oh Mama, it is ok, game is frozen, I fix it later. I go play another game on your phone real quick.”
PJ: drops her bowl of snacks “damnit!”
Me: “uhhhh, what?”
PJ: “uh oh sghaghettios!”
Me: “ummmm, no, what did you say first?”
PJ: “I say damnnit.”
Me: “hmmm ok, that is what I though you said.”
Yikes. Talked to her about not saying that word, yada, yada, yada. She didn’t say it for a good week and then…
PJ: playing with her dolls (CeCe and Marsha) and a pretend cup of milk gets knocked over…”CeCe say damn”
PJ: “oh Mama, CeCe say damn.”
Me: “Payton, you know we don’t say that, it isn’t nice to say.”
PJ: “Mama, I not say it, CeCe say damn”
Well, she got me there.