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See this photo (click for larger image)? This is the question that popped into Fuffy’s, or “The Boy’s,” mind:

“Mom, why is pooh in the pot?”

Of course when he asked the question, I did not know he was looking at Baby Boy’s birthday cake decoration, so I was thinking, “Because that’s where it goes.”

And now to a story about Baby Girl.  She is such a spirited girl, with loads of personality. A strong personality. She renames people, you know.  And they accept it. Baby Boy I, later known as “The Boy,” has become “Fuffy,” which I can only surmise is her version of “Brother” (another name we call him). She calls Sissy, “Sassy,” which Sissy loves. Sissy is in love with Baby Girl. She calls Andre, “Daddio,” which he absolutely loves – he’s a computer geek! It’s the coolest thing he’s ever been called in public (my nicknames for him are much cooler, but there are some things better to keep secret). Baby Boy is “Bako” or “Paco” (with the “ah” sound), which is just a mispronunciation of his name. She renamed a friend of ours recently, from “Nola” to “Noya” (pronounced “Noi-yuh”), and even Nola isn’t correcting her. SO, Noya it is! Well, I have always called Baby Girl, “My Priddy,” but it has never caught on in the family. BUT, this is my blog, so from now on, she shall be called, “My Priddy” or “Priddy.”  Thank you.*

I actually got sidetracked about MY PRIDDY, so this is the real story. I was changing Baby Boy’s diaper one morning, and Priddy noticed the picture on his diaper (I hate those!). And she said, “Mom! Mom! Wook-a-dis! Wook-a-dis! Eess Meeky (“Mom! Look at this! It’s Mickey [Mouse]!”)!” Of course, I (must) affirm her accurate observation (or she will continue to repeat it). I also put Baby Boy down on the floor to play with Priddy in just his diaper because I forgot to bring his clothes into the other room. I put in a load of laundry, came back into the room, and was forced to exclaim, “Baby Boy! You dink!” (“You stink”). Priddy cocked that little head full of fluffy tufts** and sweetly queried, “Mom! Mom! Bako poop in hees Meeky?”

Gotta love that girl!

*  Holly, I hope this helps with the names! 😉

** Sarah, thanks for the cutest description ever of those curly tops.

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