I let The Husband sleep in while I took The Parasite downstairs yesterday. I know, he IS lucky to have me. But it's totally an "I scratch your back, you scratch mine" arrangement and it was my turn today. Except that he got a call about a problem at work that he's been working on remotely since before 7:00 this morning. No snooze for ME!
In anticipation of my later morning I had a few glasses of wine last night. It's not a full blown hangover, I'm just a little fuzzy-headed. From the moment she woke up, The Parasite has been asking about "Da Mister of da Kai." What the fuck does that mean? I DON'T KNOW. My lack of comprehension was the source of a rather impressive (and high-pitched) tantrum.
Too cute!! Of course--I don't know how you just did a few glasses of wine, I find if I crack open a bottle you might as well consider the entire bottle gone--LOL~
Great post, Jenn.
I hate waking up fuzzy brained with no idea what my kid is talking about! At least your coffee came! Sooo jealous of your coffee delivery.
By the way, I've given you a Liebster Award! I should have last time but thought you were totally famous with a thousand followers already (I'm not being sarcastic, I think you're THAT awesome). Check out my blog for deets.
Sometimes it is hard to decipher just what those little ones are really saying.
I could always understand my own kids but for the life of my can't understand other kids. Even older kids, it seems today many of them have speech impediments.
@jenn, well... a bottle really only contains a few glasses... :)
@Nakedmommy, right? It's called DICTION kid, learn some! Thank you for the award! I'll get on it soon.
@Kathy, soon enough all her babyisms will be gone and I'll miss them, but man it'd be nice to have an interpreter sometimes.
@marie, I think that's common. Most of the time my own kid is clear as a bell to me (last Sunday was a notable exception) but other toddlers are a mystery.
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