Having a baby in the house really changes the way our conversations go around here. Words and phrases that I never dreamed I would be saying are now spilling out of my mouth on a regular basis. Here are some of the highlights from this week:
"Please don't lick the caterpillar, Jack." (There is a big, rubbery caterpillar at our local mall's playground -- I don't regularly let Jack lick insects of any kind.)
"No cat tackling."
"It's just no fun to have poop on your fingers."
"What would you like to look at for breakfast this morning?"
"Why do people have babies, again?"
"Why are you painting that little girl's hair?" (said to Jack as he smeared green paint on a little girl at the Children's Museum.)
"You can't leave the house with boogers in your hair!"
"Where are your thumbs? I can't find your thumbs!" (said to Jack while getting dressed to make pulling on a shirt a little bit more fun.)
"Get out of the litter box, please." (said to Sophie and Jack.)
"Babies don't like soda."
"No, no, not in the hair, Jack" (said as Jack smeared blueberry yogurt on his head.)
"All the cool babies are wearing sweaters today..."
"Someday, Mommy is going to go out that door and she is never coming back." (Just kidding, I didn't really say this -- yet! I just wanted to make sure you were paying attention.)
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