toddler: "mommy, can you help me find the strawberries in my yogurt?"
me: "there aren't any big strawberries, honey, just tiny pieces of strawberries."
(pause)
toddler: "mommy, can you help me find the strawberries in my yogurt?"
me: "there aren't any, honey."
(pause)
toddler: "mommy, can you help me find the strawberries in my yogurt?"
repeat approximately 500 times, with toddler's voice growing louder and slower and more insistent each time:
toddler: "MOMMY! CAN you... HELP me... FIND... the STRAWberries... in my... YOGURT?!"
it's like she's the tiniest ugly american and i'm a street vendor in paris, and she's convinced that if she just yells at me enough times with enough volume, i'll stop pretending i don't understand her and give her a damn diet coke, already.
toddler: "MOMMY! CAN... YOU... HELP... ME... FIND... THE... STRAWBERRIES... IN... MY... YOGURT!?!"
(long pause)
me: "just eat the yogurt."
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