This weekend we were all Go-Go-Go. We went to a parade / outdoor festival, a party, went to the pool, had a playdate with 3 kids, and had dinner guests. Whew. Judging by this photo, she sure knows how to mess up my do. She used my bangs as reigns. Sweet!
Evey place we went the kid was sure to point out how 'stinky' it smelled. We met up with Friends on Saturday and walked through a local land trust to get to the Inman Park Festival. She noted that the fresh mulch 'smelled like crap.' I didn't know that word was part of her giant arsenal of vocabulary words, we had to take a moment and understand that we are not to use that word again, and to choose something like 'icky' instead. When we got to the festival, she made sure to let me know that the midway food smelled stinky and 'icky'.
The next day, on the way to the pool we stopped by the dumpster to toss out some household rubbish. She walked up to the trash compactor with me, wrinkled her nose and said,
"Whew, this trash smells reeeeaal stinky." She then noticed the sign on the side of the trash compactor that reads "Resident Trash Only." She turned and said,
"Ha! That's funny--I like how this dumpster has a sign that says "Stinky".
me: "It does have a sign, but it doesn't say "stinky." It says "Resident Trash Only."
her: "Oh. Well, I think they should put up another sign that says 'stinky' because I think it would be good to warn people."
...Perhaps she's on to something.
(photo credit: Alex Strozier)
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