Now that T Junior is 1-1/2, we can sort of have conversations. Lots of times it goes like this:
Me: T Junior, put the pillow back on the couch, please.
T Junior: Wiwwow.
Me: Yes, pillow. Put it back on the couch. No. On the couch. No, don't stand on it. Put it on the couch.
T Junior: Couch.
Me: Yes. Thank you.
T Junior: Daydo.
Okay, so they are still a little one-sided, but I think we understand each other for the most part. But a conversation the other day had me wondering if maybe we need to branch out on where we go during the week.
I was getting T Junior ready for bed on his changing table, putting "buh pays" (butt paste) on him, a fresh diaper and his "mammies" (jammies). He was cooperating for the most part. Then, out of the blue, we had this conversation:
Me: Are you sleepy?
T Junior: Map (nap).
Me: It's bedtime, buddy.
T Junior: Groshee stowa (grocery store)?
Me: Um, no, it's bedtime.
T Junior: Costco?
Me, giggling: Nope. Not Costco. Bedtime.
T Junior: REI?
Me, full out laughing: Not tonight, dude. It's bedtime.
I have no idea why he thought it was time run errands, but obviously we need to go to some different stores!
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