Anna-Lucia: At Gamma house I wots Woss 'n' Gommit (At Grandma's house I watched Wallace and Grommit.)
Me: Oh did you sweetheart?
Anna-Lucia: At Gamma house I wots Woss 'n' Gommit.
Me: Really? Was it good?
Anna-Lucia: At Gamma house I wots Woss 'n' Gommit.
Me: Oh yes?
Anna-Lucia: At Gamma house I wots Woss 'n' Gommit.
Me: I see what you're doing. I'm not playing this game.
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Nat: Mum!
Me: Yes?
Nat: Mum!
Me: Yes?
Nat: MUM!
Me: Yes, Nat!
Nat: MUM-MEEE!
Me: Nat, I hear you. Speak now. What do you want to tell me?
Nat: Mum!
Me: Nope. Not answering that. This Information Booth is closed for the day.
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Anna-Lucia (peering into the rubbish bin): What's that?
Me: I don't know sweetheart.
Anna-Lucia: What's that?
Me: I said I don't know.
Anna-Lucia: What's that Mummy?
Me: Anna, listen: I don't know what you're talking about.
Anna-Lucia: What's that Mummy?
Me: Look at my eyes. I can't see the thing you're talking about and I'm feeding Joseph, so I can't come over there and check it out.
Anna-Lucia (pause): Oh. Maybe Gogg Poo.
Me: (Got up to check it out.)
20 August 2009
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gotta love those meaningless conversations!! Somedays, I wish I wasn't called mum!! lol
Love the fact that this post immediately follows the last. That seems to be the life of a mum.
Here's my favourite response to such conversations;'Really? Wow, go and tell Daddy!' Or if Daddy's at work 'Here's my mobile phone - call Daddy'. Ahh, but it's all cute :)
Jodie's a genius!
Jack does the same thing as Nat! "Mommy" - "What?". "Mommy" - "What?". And on and on and on. So I've instated a new rule - I will ask him "what?" one time, but not any more after that. I think he's slowly catching on, but definitely not happy about it when I don't say "what?" 300 times. :)
I have so had similar conversations, especially the one in the middle with Hayden.
I'm just wondering how Gogg Poo ended up in your bin...
I kinda hope it was Gogg Poo, just so Anna-Lucia will be justified. :)
I think that's why at the end of the day we need to talk to an adult! :) My husband used to be frustrated that as soon as he walked in the door, I "attacked" him with conversation!!! Now that my kids are older, the need is not so great!
Oh dear! That's funny. When I'm on the tail end of those sorts of conversations, I wind up blowing raspberries every time somebody says "MUM!". Mature, I know.
My little girl told me not to worry once, as the Gogg Poo was now in the bin.
It took a little while to find which bin. I'm not sure if she used the scoop, either...
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