“Would you like to try peeing in the potty?” I ask The Peanut hopefully.“No.” She shakes her head. “Me too tiny.”
“Oh. When do you think you’ll be big enough?”
She shoots me a look of…disdain? Pity? “When me seven.”
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
She is so cute!
In case I didn't already believe that potty training was an exercise in the absurd: yesterday Tessa peed on the potty. For no reason other than to show me I have no say when any of this happens.
Also, Lucy liked to say she would eat a plum when she turned four. About a month before her fourth birthday, she started telling me she would eat a plum when she turned 32.
Maybe you should put 7 candles on her next birthday cake?
Oh, she is just so, so precious. And quite precocious! "When I'm seven" might have to become MY new mantra.
Post a Comment