1. The problem with a two year old who can read is...
(she was 29 months old when I wrote this, just about 2.5)
KayTar: *scanning the list* How 'bout Owwald?
KayTar: How 'bout BobBob BobPants?
KayTar: How 'bout A-Doo-doo? (Pinky Dinky Doo)
KayTar: How 'bout A-Doo-doo?
KayTar: *walks to the TV, points directly at Pinky Dinky Doo listing* What does 'at say?
Me: Pinky Dinky Doo.
Drat, she got me again.
2. I'm outsmarted, daily.
(she was 4 and a couple of months old here, and hadn't been talking without the use of scripting for very long)
Me: KayTar, do you have a dirty diaper?
KayTar: Yeah. Are you happy I told you I pooped? (she has a habit of lying about it)
Me: Yes, but I would be happier if you just pooped in the potty.
KayTar: But, you are still happy. That's a COMPROMISE.
3. TBS would rate this as "Very funny."
(this was last February, right before she turned 5)
Josh wanted the kids to talk about their collections, so he prompted them with questions during their presentation. He asked KayTar, "What do you like about your dolls, KayTar?"
She replied, "Well, I like their hair and the color of their dresses...and that they have B00BS..."
Josh nearly DIED when she said that in front of that room full of 7 year old boys and their parents!
There is never a dull moment when KayTar is around!
Wish us luck today! I'm sure I'll post an update on the appointment tonight or tomorrow.