Monday, May 4, 2009
Conversations....
...from a two year old at 3am this morning.
Emma: WWEEEEEE!! DOGGIE?? DOGGIE?? WOOF, WOOF, WWWOOOOOLLLLFFF!
Me: (i'm pretending not to hear any of this....)
Emma: Pachi? Pachi? WHERE'S EMMMAAA? WHERE'S EMMA?? MEOW, MEOWWWW!! KITTY!
Me: (thinking to myself) I don't hear this, i don't hear this...if i'll just lay here, she'll stop.
Emma: UMP ON BED!!! UMP ON BEDDD!! WEEEEE!!! (she's jumping up and down in her crib...)
Me: (STILL trying to convince myself that she'll stop having a party in her crib and go to sleep....)
Emma: POOPY?? POOPY? MAMAMA, I POOP!! YUCKY, YUCKY!! MAMAMAMAM....I POOPY! INKY, INKY, INKY!! DIAWPER???
Me: God, if you make her fall back to sleep, i promise that i'll do my best to be a better Mom...
Emma: RIBBIT!! RIBBBIT!! FWOGIE? FWROGIE?? BBAAA, BAAAA!! SHEEEEP! MOOOO!! MOOOOO!! COW! COW!!
Me: ....and i promise to go to church EVERY Sunday for the rest of my life.
Emma: BOOO!! I SEEE YOUUUU!! WHERE'S PACHI?? PACHI?? WWWWAAAAAAA!!!!!! WHERE'S PACHI??? PACHI??
Me: sigh...God must be asleep, too...
I walk upstairs, open Emma's bedroom door and she immediately yells out:
HI MAMA!! WHAT DOING? TEA?? NANANA?? EAT, EAT, EAT!! wuf uuuu!
Me: Emma, it's sleepy time. See, it's dark outside. Doggie is asleep, Pachi is asleep and Mommy was asleep...
Emma: yes? up?? up?? pwease?? I POOPY!! YUCKY, YUCKY!! (jumping in the crib again....)
Me: Sweetie, you are going to break your crib if you keep jumping like that...
Emma: MAMA GO PEEE-PEEE? EMMA PEE-PEEEEE. hold you? hold you? yes?
So i do the one thing i'm not suppose to do: i pick her up, grab a cuddly blanket, take Emma to our big recliner and we fall asleep together.
Yeah, i'm easy like that....sigh.
♡ Scribbled by ~Isabel at 2:33 PM
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5 thoughtful comments:
OH my! That's all I can say! :)
I would have been a bad mama and made daddy get up and check it out : )
Hehe. Too cute =)
Ha ha...too funny! Ummm...tell me you changed the poopy diaper first LOL
This made me laugh out loud. I love how you chronicled her conversation - I can just hear her joyous noise and picture you laying in bed praying she falls asleep again. I have done that so many times when my kids were younger. And like you, I always caved in and went in and cuddled them. And I don't regret the time I got to snuggle them when they were that little - my older kids don't snuggle much these days. Happy Mother's Day friend!
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