A continuous conversation yesterday, with brief intermissions like when I was hiding or leaving the house altogether between Girl-Child and I. Topic? Birthdays. Specifically? Hers.
In the car...
Girl-Child: I want to have my party at Chuck E. Cheese.
Me: You do?
Girl-Child: Yes.
Me: Again?
Girl-Child: Yes. Like last time. With a princess cake. And princess balloons.
Me: That's fine. We can do that.
Girl-Child: YAY!!
At the grocery store...
Girl-Child: And Chuckie will be there! And he will sing me happy burfday!
Me: Yes he will.
Girl-Child: Adjically (this means actually. And actually, she says it a lot) I don't wanna princess cake.
Me: Okay. That's fine.
Girl-Child: I just want a pink one. Can I have a pink one?
Me: Yeah, I guess so.
On the way home in the car...
Girl-Child: Adjically, I don't want it at Chuck E. Cheese.
Me: Okay.
Girl-Child: Adjically, I do. Can I have it at Chuck E. Cheese?
Me: YES! THAT'S FINE!
Girl-Child: I'm gonna be five.
Me: I know.
Girl-Child: I'm gonna be five for my burfday.
Me: Yes, Honey. In JULY!
It's going to be a long spring.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Future Event Coordinator
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Oh, I remember when birthdays were THAT exciting. Life was good.
My birthday is in 2 weeks and I haven't given it one second of thought. Getting old is a bummer!
Looks like she's learning to exercise a woman's preogative to change her mind...
Bubba is already talking about his next birthday and he JUST HAD HIS in December. He wants his next birthday cake to have vampires on it -- in DECEMBER. Ooookay. So, what I'm saying is, I feel your pain.
Oh, I feel for you. When our boy was coming up on 5 (and 6 and 7) we heard all about his birthday, every hour, for 11 months. We finally got to the point where we said "you just think about it in your head, and once a week let us know what you decide."
This was great! I have these running conversations with my girl - 3 going on 13. One of her favorite words is "actually."
And this is COMPLETELY off subject, but can you believe this bizarro rain? At first I enjoyed it. Now, I'm ready for it to be OVER. Oh, gotta go - hail pelting the windows, got to get to my station & batten down.
To funny, my little one is already telling me what she is going to be for Halloween!
Oh that is too cute.
My 7 year old says "actually" all the time - usually when correcting me.
Yes it is! I wonder how many variations she can come up with by then. I'm guessing a lot.
Really? Kids actually like the rat's pizza joint? I found it to be rather blah. Actually, I found it to be very cheesey.
LOL... I really can;t stop giggling. Acutally, she is too sweet. Does she like to talk a lot?
Oh good. So I'm not alone in this!
nap warden~ We've had the Halloween discussion as well. Multiple times.
burgh baby's mom~ Yes they do! You just wait until Alexis is a bit older.
ohmommy~ She is our chatty cathy! We've predicted she's going to be one of those teenage girls that talks a lot and really fast. LOL!
Um: I am so sorry for you. This may actually inspire my own blog post. I will never ever enter Chuck E. Cheeze again. If there's a party, my spouse will drive and throw them out the door. It's a unique circle of Hell.
I want a Chuckee Cheese party. And, a pink cake. Or, maybe I'm just having a cake craving. Hey, wow. I'm a grown-up and I can make my own cake and eat it all if I want to.
I love not being 5.
I want to have my burfday at Chuck E. Cheese, too. It's in November. Do they server goat cheese and artichoke pizza's there?
Mine say "actually" all the time, also. Curious...
Chuck E. Cheese scares the bejesus out of me.
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