I am thinking of an object, but it is a secret. Bring it to me. Quickly. It will be the third thing you bring me, but it will not matter as I'll be incoherent by item number two.
Kindly do not suggest we go to the park before I suggest it myself. If you do, I will need to rub my face on the ground in anger.
Pick me up. No, not that way. Pick me up the other way. Nevermind. Try again when I stop screaming. Tomorrow.
May I wash my hands by myself? Very good. First I must let the water run for twenty minutes. Please do not disturb me for the duration or the time will start over from the beginning.
Television is the perfect compliment for any activity, don't you agree? I'm already filling my lungs in anticipation of your response.
I hate to be a party-pooper, but I've got an 8 year old that has plenty of days where this scenario sounds all too familiar. Maybe I'm doing something seriously wrong here. Shouldn't we have grown out of this by now? Maybe it's a parental secret that they NEVER really outgrow it and we just have to live with it until they leave. Oh no!
Posted by: mommy24x7 | August 04, 2007 at 08:19 PM
Thanks for posting the pix of my "babies". My oldest is going off to college in 2 weeks (talk about feeling old!!!!) and my youngest is going into 6th grade.
BTW....what was the co-pay for? Do I hear the beginnings of a new post??
Posted by: Anne Prince | August 05, 2007 at 07:27 AM
You have a $15 copay?! My husband works for a healthcare company and ours is $25 (which is, of course, really $50 because one never gets sick or injured without the other...)
Posted by: DebiD | August 05, 2007 at 09:13 AM
Uh-oh, copay? Does this mean no martinis this week?!?!!?
Posted by: Jennifer | August 05, 2007 at 07:24 PM
I LOVE it. How do all two-year-olds manage to be exactly the same? And totally adorable and annoying at the exact same time? I like your blog!
Posted by: Joanna | August 09, 2007 at 06:20 PM
Hm. I see my two-year-old has been posting blog entries. :D
Posted by: Cherlyn V | November 28, 2007 at 07:13 PM