Daily Dose of Mama: Sh*t

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Sh*t

Scene: Little Bug's nursery; Little Bug is playing while Mama cleans. He is every bit the almost-2-year-old his proud mama says he is...including his penchant for mimicking....

Me: (cleaning frantically, see post below, and suddenly spilling the humidifier all over the bookcase) SH*T!

Little Bug: "shhiiiiiidddddttttaaa, shhiiiiiidddddttttaaa, shhiiiiiidddddttttaaa......"

Me: (realizing I just became that mom) Oh, Sh*t! No baby!"

Little Bug: (smiling and coming at me for praise; he was mimicking very well, after all) "shhiiiiiidddddttttaaa, shhiiiiiidddddttttaaa, shhiiiiiidddddttttaaa......"

Me: (trying to think of anything he would like to say instead of what he was saying) "Umm, ballooon, drink, food, choo choo"

Little Bug: (looks for said balloon, food, drink, or choo choo and finds none) "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

~End Scene~

6 comments:

sueNovember 12, 2009 at 8:43 PM
of course that would happen the day before your SW visit! this is such a cute story - but i'm not so sure it was cute for you at the time! ha!
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AnonymousNovember 12, 2009 at 10:03 PM
Hilarious! Good luck with the home visit! :)
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kellyNovember 12, 2009 at 10:08 PM
HA! Let's hope he forgets all about THAT new word. At least for tomorrow. In case he does decide to say it while the social worker is there, you could always laugh and say "oh, it's so cute, he really wants a little SISTER."
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JoJoNovember 13, 2009 at 6:35 AM
LOL! Even if he did say again, you could probably play it off as 'sheet' or 'sheba':)
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BekahNovember 13, 2009 at 12:37 PM
Hilarious!
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nancy and eric schwartzNovember 21, 2009 at 10:08 PM
this is very cute to me! haha!! :)
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