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Kids Say the Darnedest Things

I like to read those "Kids Say the Darnedest Things" at the very end of mom's magazines. They are hokey as hell, but, honestly, are pretty funny. Little minds are working so fast to understand the world around them and they haven't realized yet what is ok to say and what thoughts to keep to themselves. This can make for some really interesting and highly entertaining conversations.

Speaking of conversations, I can't believe that Caroline and I are able to now have them. When she was a baby I would talk to her and of course, receive no response other than a smile or a squeal. After a year we moved on to one word conversations.

"You hungry?"

"Mana (aka banana)"

I've been amazed at how quickly the one word conversations became two words and now have turned into complete sentences, punctuated with humor and emotion. Sometimes I know exactly where the words and humor come from, and I'm scared at how well she is listening. At other times I have no idea where she comes up with the ideas that come out of her mouth and can't help but think, "kids say the darnedest things!"

Here are some examples of recent conversations we've had or statements Caroline has made about life.

Caroline is playing in her room while I decorate. I drop a picture frame on the ground.
Caroline exclaims, "Mommy! Don't scare me like that!"

Caroline and I are getting dressed for bed and I act silly and do a little naked shimmy dance for her.
Caroline exclaims, "Mommy! Don't scare me like that!"

I'm in the bathroom getting ready for work. Caroline comes in and sits on the floor and says after much contemplation, "Opa has boobies."

Caroline goes poop in the potty, blows a kiss into the bowl and informs me, "My mommy turd and baby turd are going to Nana's house."

My mom, dad, Caroline and I are having lunch at Friendly's. Caroline, who had been paying little attention to our discussion announces, "Nana. You are an old MacDonald had a farm."

I'm driving the car to work and almost jump out of my seat when Caroline screams, "Mommy. Stop the car. Now! I want to drive!"

We are in the car, again, commuting from work and school and Caroline calls me name and I see a little arm up in the air, with one finger crooked toward the back window, "Mommy. Is somebody back there chasing me?"

Is it what she says that's so funny, her often dead pan delivery or just the fact that she is so cute and I'm mesmerized by whatever she says? I'm sure it's a little bit of each. For now, I'm going to enjoy what she says before she moves up to the next level of communication and observation that might involve asking me why I have a big nose, announcing that a non-pregnant woman has a baby in her belly or heaven forbid, exclaims a profane phrase commonly tossed around our household.

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