Sometimes my toddler is completely out in left field with the bizarre things she says, but other times she is actually so spot on it’s eerie. Actually, I think kids are sometimes just more observant than we give them credit for. Twice last week Toddler said something that really gave me pause.
Toddler: “You’re very nice, sire.”
Me: “Did you just call me ‘sire?'”
Toddler: “Yes, I did. You’re my sire.”
Me: “I guess I am….”
Background: Toddler really enjoys reading the medieval section of a cool time history book by Usborne (the Time Traveler, for those who are interested). I assume that’s where she learned the word “sire?” But yes, I am her sire! Obey me, oh tiny subject!
And the second nugget, which came only mid-morning on a particularly trying day:
Me: “Oh my God, you know what you guys are today? Fussy.”
Toddler: “A pain in the butt?”
Me: “Hmm, I wasn’t going to say that … yet. But definitely fussy.”
Yes, I think I used the phrase “pain in the butt” for the first time the previous day – and regret it still. The phrases “zip it” and “for the love of God” have also escaped my lips in the last month … big oops. Even with my retractions, Toddler has repeated them….
But hey, at least she’s calling ’em like she sees ’em! That’s my girl!