Just when I start thinking I am a loser and I have nothing to post? Scarlett comes to my rescue.
The Scene: Scarlett is eating dinner. I have given her some milk in a sippy cup instead of her usual Capri Sun. I am puttering around, cleaning the kitchen.
Scarlett: "Mommy, can I have a 'Pri Sun?"
Me: "No, you need to drink your milk."
Me: "You need to drink your milk."
Me: "Drink your milk!"
Scarlett: "Okay, Mommy." Pause. "Can I say Mommy and Daddy words if I grow big and strong and eat all my lunch?"
If you'll recall, "Mommy and Daddy words" is code for swearing. Apparently? We have taught our daughter that the only perk of being a grown-up is that you get to swear. A lot of days? I'm not sure I would argue with her.