Yesterday, Celi (2YO) comes up to me and hands me a sheet of paper she had been coloring.
Celi: Here daddy.
Daddy: Thanks Belly.. What is it?
Celi: I draw Foofa.
Daddy: You drew Foofa?
Celi: Here daddy.
Daddy: Thanks Belly.. What is it?
Celi: I draw Foofa.
Daddy: You drew Foofa?
Not The Drawing. But This is Foofa from Yo Gabba Gabba |
Celi: Yeah, I draw Foofa.
Daddy: That's very good, baby! (We encourage the kids even when what they're trying to accomplish ends up no where near what they feel it is. I mean it could have been Foofa if she was hit by an ice cream truck and then rinsed off against a curb with a water hose. Just saying.)
Celi: I draw Foofa pooping.
Daddy: I'm sorry, what?
Celi: I draw Foofa pooping.
Daddy: You drew Foofa going poop? (which really explains the way the drawing looks.)
Celi: Yeah.
Daddy: That's disturbing Celi Belly.
Celi: Yeah.
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