November 5, 2012

Where did the summer go?

Apparently, when the weather warmed up, I just completely forgot all about this blog. No worries, I'm back at it strong now!

My darling daughter M has reached new heights in her 2 year old glory. Her grasp of the English language is, at times, close to surpassing mine, it seems. I stare in amazement at least once a week with the things she comes up with that I don't expect her to know already.

Example:
Set the scene: We are in the car, driving to my parents' house. During this trip, we pass a local state park, that usually has deer hanging out eating trees, and grass, or whatever it is they eat, when we drive by.

M: "Mommy, where all da deer?"

Me: "I don't know, sweetie, they might be sleeping."

M: "In da forest?"

Me: craning my neck around to look at her in amazement. "Yes...probably in the forest." (Inner monologue: "HOLY SHEISTA, where did she learn that deer live in a forest?! What two year old knows that?!)

M: "I go in da forest and find dem and wake dem up."

Me: "Okay, sweetie, you do that."


She is also very obsessed with music. My sister in law was kind enough to make me a CD of all of M's favorites, which has been both a blessing and a curse. I have no idea what popular music is on the radio anymore, because I mainly hear one song, on repeat, every single time we're in the car. And that song is....Gotye's "Somebody I Used to Know."

No...seriously. The kid LOVES that song. I'm sure over the summer I've heard it at LEAST five thousand times. But that's not even the funny part. She's seen the video, so she calls the song "Naked Weird Guy."

Do you know how awkward it is, when we go somewhere that music is playing, and M loudly exclaims, "I wanna hear Naked Weird Guy!"

Facepalm. I can only imagine what other people think when they hear her yelling that. I'm surprised CPS hasn't shown up at my front door. Of course, I would be the mother to have the child who perfectly enunciates all of her words, thus making her loud demands completely understandable to any passing shmoe within hearing distance.

I can hardly punish her for it...or even request she call it something else. He is, after all, a naked, weird guy singing a song, being painted. She's just being observant, I guess. <enter chagrined face here>


Plus, isn't that what kids are for? To embarass their parents in public? M got the memo at an early age...


~CSM