It has finally come to the point that we have to watch what we say and do around Z because she will now loudly voice embarrassing personal information in public. For example, a couple of weeks ago, we were on our way to her ballet class and I had pneumonia. I started coughing, so I took a drink of my soda, and got to coughing so hard that I had to pull over and vomit. When we got to dance, Z loudly announced to the class, “Mommy was drinking and had to vomit out of the van on the way over her.” Awesome kid, thanks for that.
Just yesterday I stopped to move a turtle to the other side of the road (because I am a great person, right?) and the turtle peed all over me. When we arrived at our play date, Z proclaimed, “A turtle just peed on mommy. See that water? It isn’t water. It is PEEEEEE.”
So, turnabout is fair play. Recently, Daddy had a birthday. Z was given a donut at school for a treat. She brought it home in a plastic bag and it looked a little weird. When Daddy got home, she brought it to him and said, “Happy Burfday, Daddy. I save my donut for you, but I licked the sugar off so it won’t be too sweet.” Very thoughtful kiddo.
And perhaps the worst ever happened two nights ago. I was cleaning the back porch and I look out and both the girls are playing in mud. It was adorable, except it hadn’t been raining in the last few days. I said, “hey girls, where did you get that mud”.
“I made it with my pee,” Z proudly declared.
As I am staring at my children, horrified, Baby Bird squawks, “I play in PEE MUD!” while holding her muddy hands up in the air.
Baths were had by all. And by baths, I mean they were hosed off in the yard.
So, you see dear daughter, turnabout is fair play. You have your pee story and I have mine!
May 27, 2016 @ 19:20:33
When she is a teenager you can blackmail her with the ‘ Pee mud’ story! 😃😂😉