Fun With Your Three Year Old

"Mommy! I went to the store with Daddy and I'm not supposed to tell you about the plate we got! It's a surprise!"

"Mommy, that juice made me feel scrabbly. You know what scrabbly means? It's when it gets in your throat and makes you feel like spunkt."

"Mommy! Ask me where your plate is hidden! Want me to tell you? It's a surprise! Want me to tell?"

"Know what I like about Santa? When sometimes he... Sometimes, um... When sometimes... Sometimes he has a belt."

"Mommy we got you a plate but I can't tell you! It's a secret surprise!"

(Me: "A~ do you feel sick?") "No. Just a little. I just have a terrible cough. It will go away tomorrow."

December 7, 2005
 

14 Comments:

MB said...

.... I'm kind of in love with your three year old. Can I borrow?

12/07/2005 04:34:12 PM  
Indeterminacy said...

Hi Karli,
Thank you for your comment filling me in on the bizzarro blog. At least the guy put up something reasonable. I won't even comment there anymore because what's the point.

12/07/2005 05:58:06 PM  
Anonymous said...

Your 3 year old sounds like such a character! Kids are so funny sometimes. :)

Kestrel

12/07/2005 09:10:56 PM  
The Daring One said...

This is so funny. Dan and I were laughing amazingly hard at this. We both needed it last night.

12/08/2005 07:23:38 AM  
Lessa said...

HAHAHHA! I so love that age! "Mommy, we're totally not gonna tell you we got you slippers for christmas!" was mine's proclamation! It made me love my mom even more for all the times she ooooh'd and aaaaah'd over this or that gift she knew was coming, and feel incredibly guilty (again!) for the year we forgot her birthday. Heh.

12/08/2005 07:41:42 AM  
Mom on a Mission said...

She is sooo cute! It's amazing what kids pick up from us.

12/08/2005 12:32:23 PM  
Harry said...

Hopefully, Your loving response to Marla's (Swoffer) bigoted, self serving blog placed a seed for growth out of her hubristic, immature and underlying insecurities. BTW, I didn't know how to get this response to you personally

12/08/2005 07:03:28 PM  
Karli said...

Aw, thanks Harry. You're a chum.

12/09/2005 03:06:50 PM  
RGLHM said...

Yes, I too was happy to see you commenting on the "painful" blog. Great job!

And your blog now, I can't wait until my daughter starts to tell me my gifts. I love annoying everyone with my ability to know what I am getting.

12/09/2005 07:34:02 PM  
Not Too Pensive said...

Love the plate bit!

Reminds me of what I did when I was 5 or so and got a gift for my mom.

"Mom, guess what your gift is!"

"No... I'll wait 'til Christmas to find out about that."

"No, no, guess now!"

"No... it's supposed to be a surprise..."

"Well, I'll give you a hint! You eat a soup with it!"

I was just sooo happy that I'd spent my $5 to get a ceramic spoon with a duck painted on it. I'm glad to say my fashion sense has somewhat improved.

12/09/2005 08:45:26 PM  
Heather said...

PuhRecious!

12/09/2005 10:37:04 PM  
CarpeDM said...

That is hilarious.

I knew a small child who used to say to me "Dana, may I hold you?" whenever he was tired from walking and wanted me to carry him. Made me melt every time.

12/09/2005 11:12:11 PM  
Manic Mom said...

TOO CUTE!!!!

I hope you wanted a plate! Ha.

I have also been hoping my kids would come back from shopping with daddy and come yelling to me, "Mommy, we can't tell you what we got you, but if you ask me real nice, maybe I'll tell you all about the 2 carat diamond earrings we hid from you!"

We're allowed to dream, right?

And MB--regarding your comment above... I'm kind of in love with your shoes! Can I borrow?

12/10/2005 12:37:23 PM  
Anonymous said...

Our two-year-old lad would ensure he had both hands full (of random stuff), then instruct us to ask him to carry something. He'd then declare "I'm full of hands, so I can't".

-- Dan (who has no account)

12/25/2005 03:30:01 AM  

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