Yesterday morning (way too early)
Mar 6, 2006 Parenting
Madison: Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!
Me: Mrmph
Madison: Mommy! Want cheese! Pane cheese!
Me: We’re out of plain cheese, Madison.
Madison: No pane cheese? Buy more at store, Mommy?
Me: Yes, Madison. Later.
Madison: Yater? Buy more pane cheese? Buy more broken cheese?
[she means when we cut the block of plain cheese into chunks]
Me: Yes, Madison, broken cheese, too.
Madison: And mananas, Mommy?
Me: Bananas, too.
Madison: And milk? Milk for my bottle, Mommy?
Me: Yes.
Madison: And pane cheese, Mommy? And broken cheese, Mommy? And mananas?
Me: Yes.
Madison: And pane cheese, Mommy? And broken cheese, Mommy? And mananas?
Me: Yes, plain cheese. Yes, broken cheese. Yes, bananas.
Madison: And milk, Mommy? Mommy? YOOK at me!
[Because I'd shut my eyes again.]
Me: Yes and milk, Madison.
Madison: And pane cheese, Mommy?
(repeat repeatedly until finally I give in and get out of bed)
I really want to get this on tape. Today she asked me if she could hit me with a hammer, if she could hit herself with a hammer and then if she did would I be sad if she hit me and would she be sad if she hit herself and would Gramps be sad? Would ‘Cia (Lucia) be sad? Would Pee-yo (Peanut) be sad? Would Noah be sad? Ummm, Daddy be sad? Again and again and again. Then she would walk away (Ok, I go my room now, Mommy!) and then come back (And Gamma be sad, Mommy?) and go away and back and go away and back…
March 6th, 2006 at 9:18 pm
Oh. My. God. Wonder what she would have done if you said that no, Peanut would not have been sad?
March 7th, 2006 at 8:34 am
YOOK at me! Oh God, that is awesome.
March 7th, 2006 at 11:50 am
how adorable! I can’t believe how much she’s talking. Will’s got lots of words, but his “conversation” mostly consists of rattling off long strings of unintelligible words with a few recognizable phrases thrown in–I know they make sense to him, but most of the time I have no clue what he’s saying!
March 7th, 2006 at 4:22 pm
That is too funny. How cute.
March 7th, 2006 at 5:04 pm
She’s so cute! When I was that age I’d say: Mamma OPEN EYES. OPEN. NOW.
Madison seems like a kindred soul….
March 7th, 2006 at 7:15 pm
Oh I love how they talk when they are little. My son is at the same stage. I love the name Madison too.
March 8th, 2006 at 11:53 am
I keep meaning to buy a tape recorder, or better yet a digital voice recorder for the same reason. Lila says the same things endlessly looping through all of the variations. And whenever we’re out of anything, it’s: we go buy more at the store.