"That lady is funny. Like a TV show."
Yesterday Abbey was trying to redeem her 12 tickets at the Chuck E. Cheese prize counter. There were three very young kids in front of us, taking a very long time to spend up their handfuls of tickets. Abbey was like "Excuse me lady, I would like a fwog.
Hey! Lady do you hear me? I wanna fwog.
Mom! The lady is *not* *wistening*! PUT ME UP ON THE COUNTER. WIGHT! NOW!"
Hey! Lady do you hear me? I wanna fwog.
Mom! The lady is *not* *wistening*! PUT ME UP ON THE COUNTER. WIGHT! NOW!"
Me: Abbey! You made a mess!
Abbey: Mom, I can't avoid that.
Abbey: Mom, I can't avoid that.
Abbey told me today that my hair's "all wonky".
Abbey (upon seeing a heavyset lady wearing a red sweatsuit walking out of day care as we walked in): "Mom!!!! It's Ho-Ho!"
Me: (sneeze)
Abbey: "..."
Me: "What do you say?"
Abbey: "Marshmallows."
Abbey: "..."
Me: "What do you say?"
Abbey: "Marshmallows."
"Ho ho ho is comening."
Me: Ugh, traffic.
Abbey: I want some.
Me: What?
Abbey: I want some chocolate.
Me: No, not chocolate. Traffic. See these cars stopped around us? They're traffic. We are stuck in traffic. Traffic.
Abbey: I want some.
Abbey: I want some.
Me: What?
Abbey: I want some chocolate.
Me: No, not chocolate. Traffic. See these cars stopped around us? They're traffic. We are stuck in traffic. Traffic.
Abbey: I want some.
(To soap pump.) "Why are you not WORKENING?"
and "New Baby, why you fweaking out?"
and "New Baby, why you fweaking out?"
@ day care, putting Lola in the car. I turn around to get Abbey and she is in the flower bed, poised to start picking. "I want a flower," she explained. "They are very cute."
Abbey is learning to taunt. She has the inflection and tone down but not so much the subject matter as evidenced by this morning's "I have ears, ha ha." and "Nyah Nyah, I like your poster."
(while struggling to get dressed) "Mom, my pants are not WORKING." and "Mom, new baby's crying. I'm gonna get her piece o'flower."
t the grocery store, the guy checking out in front of us was buying a bouquet. Abbey (from the grocery cart car): "Hey, guy. I want a flower. Hey guy, you right there. Gimme a flower."
So, today's the 1st day I had to wear my work uniform. Blue shirt with white Apple logo. Abbey pointed to it and said "What's that?" I said "You know what that is." and she says "Yeah. A phone." I don't own an iPhone. My 2 year old is hipper than me. :|
Abbey has named a local stray cat "It's MY kitty cat, meow meow."
The girls are starting a new day care Monday and Lola's current teacher got her a "bye bye" gift. Abbey got ahold of it. Me: "That's Lola's." Abbey: "Shh." Me: "No, that's-" Abbey: "Shh!" Me: "-Lola's toy." Abbey: (whispers) "No."
After 2 unsuccessful attempts to climb into bed next to me (and plant her cold feet on my back), I awoke to find Abbey sleeping in the bend of my knee so as not to alert me to her presence. ♥
I tell Abbey it's tubby time and she frantically stuffs something between her bed and the wall and flees the room. Upon closer inspection, I see it is a bag of ginger snaps. While I'm cleaning cookie crumbs out of her sheets, she hops in the tub, fully clothed, socked and diapered.
