February 7th, 2010
This morning at breakfast, Ursula was theorizing what Trixie might dream about. She mentioned something about Trixie seeing something because of the color and I offhandedly mentioned that Trixie can’t actually see colors. She got very quiet. She looked at Dan. She looked at me. She did NOT believe me. “Are you joking Mommy?” Um, no.
She has mentioned it several additional times today. I don’t know what else to tell her – do I fabricate *that* many things that I’m untrustworthy now? Maybe this is because I’ve told her about never nudes (though that *could* be true).
Later, she was playing with her slinky. And kept calling it “winky”. I was all “please don’t do that, it’s not nice”. She was dubious. Finally, I was all “Ursula, listen, that is another word for ____* and you don’t have one so there’s really no reason for you to say that”. I was nonchalant, I was cool, we use real words around her without shame. She understands, she won’t say it = parenting sucess! Except then she said “then why is one of my ZhuZhu Pets names Winkie?” (which is true, one came named Winkie.) Aah – good times. I would tell you how I backed out of that one, but honestly, I am not sure and I don’t think it was remotely logical. But! Neither is naming a ZhuZhu Pet “Winkie”.
We just finished watching PuppyBowl VI and she also doesn’t believe me when I said that Fava and Garbanzo are siblings. They are two puppies. From the same shelter. Who look identical. With bean names! I stand by my assertion.
* Like I said, we use real words and it’s not a bad name – I just don’t want to be part of a Google anatomy search.
Posted in Everydayness by Melissa at 6:11 PM|
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ah the things you learn by reading blogs – so is that another name for a pen1s? my sister thinks I’m crazy for teaching my 2 year old the proper words…she won’t until her kids are 9 because its considered bad words at their private school. whatever…yes its a little embarrassing now that he keeps asking at walmart if certain female toys have them but otherwise I’d rather he grew up not thinking there is somethign wrong with body parts, ya know?