Yesterday, Claire woke up before Kate from their afternoon nap. I walked into her room to pick her up out of her crib.
Claire: [Big smile.] "Hiiiiiii, Mommeeeeee!"
Me: "Hi, Claire! Did you have a good nap?"
Claire: [Vigorous nodding; pigtails askew.] "Yesssss!"
Me: "Good. Let's check your diaper."
Claire: "Otay, Mommy. Pee pee."
Me: "Oh, did you pee pee? Did you poo?" [My apologies...]
Claire: "No, Mommy, no poo."
Me: "Okay. Do you want a snack?"
Claire [Big grin.] "Yessssss. Jewsh?"
Me: "Yes, you can have some juice. Do you want some toast?"
Claire: [Pondering.] "No."
Me: "Do you want some crackers?"
Claire: [Shakes head while looking me in the eyes.] "No."
Me: "Do you want some Cheetos?"
Claire: [Eyes big; nods.] "Yesssss! Cheetos! Cheetos! Jewsh!"
Me: "You want Cheetos and juice?"
Claire: "Otay, Mommy."
6 comments:
Cheetos and Jewsh... I want a Claire picture. Pwees, Mommy.
Niki
I can't believe she is talking so much! I can't keep up with all these growing kids! Adorable. (Oh, and I want some cheetos too.)
I can just picture this conversation and it brings a big smile to my face. I miss you all.
Love, Mom
Claire and Santi could totally be BFFs. Because of the cheetos that is, not because of her freakishly advanced intellectual and verbal capabilities.
Cheetos and juice, what a combo! I am impressed by her verbal skills, seriously!
Claire and I could snack together any time. Thanks for sharing these awesome moments that pass so fast.
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