Niamh climbed into bed with me this morning, and I’m pretty sure, though I was still fuzzy with sleep, that she said ‘Wuv You’ as she gave me my first cuddle of the day. Cue ‘Awwwww’ ๐
I could end my tale there and keep that warm and fuzzy feeling going. But…
As I was getting dressed later, she pointed to my midsection and informed me ‘Mummy yat’. Now I’m not altogether 100% positive, but I’m pretty darn sure that ‘y’ was an ‘f’! I was mortified! It may be true, but hey! does one really want to hear it from one’s 2 year old?
Must they really learn to talk?!
(Oh well. Off to pick up Finn and then go ‘wopping’ at the ‘oopymarket’!)
ROFL
Kids can say the darndest things.
Comiserations!
My kids have all said at one stage or another that I am the biggest in the family! (My husband is the same height as me).
At least she was talking to you in private. These comments are 10 times more embarassing when you are with others, and 100 times more embarassing when they say it to someone else when you are out!
At least you got some love with it;-)
Chuckle…my son laughs like a crazy man whenever he sees me naked & he’s 8. It’s endearing from a 2 year old – from an 8 year old it’s just plain rude. He He
Don’t you just love their honesty. My 4yo daughter presses into me and says “You are so squishy, aren’t you Mum”.
I can’t wait for my roving to appear so I can make more of the beads, but the first few on “pre-made” felt I really liked. They were fast too – they were all stitched during the Coronation Street digest (5 episodes) this morning.
Oh yes, you have to love what falls out of the mouths of babes…