My godchildren are ages four and two. They come up with some of the silliest things. I have named the following things that have spewed from their mouths Coltations and Charlosations.
Colt: Mom can you help me? This is hard. It is making me have a Hard Attack
Colt’s Mom: There will be no crying or whining this morning.
Colt: so you are saying if I hurt myself I can’t cry. Are you at least going to ask me if I am okay?
Colt: Daddy What kind of phone do you have? Is it a blackberry or a blueberry?
Colt’s Mom walked in on this one.
Colt: Charlotte, you want to drink fishwater out of my tank?
Colt’s Mom intervening: Colt do not make your sister drink fishwater.
Colt: Why? She will do it.
Colt‘s Mom: Does not mean that you should encourage her.
Colt: Big Sigh……
Colt‘s Mom: You don’t want a different sister do you?
Colt: One that does not bite?
Colt‘s Mom: If we had one that didn’t bite the we would not have Charlotte. We want Charlotte.
Colt: We could just name the new one Charlotte. Then you would still have a Charlotte that didn’t bite.
Colt‘s Mom: Colt I want to talk to you.
Colt: about what?
Colt‘s Mom: I just want to talk
Colt: Okay, make it REALLY quick.
Colt‘s Mom: Colt you need to layer today. It is going to be cold outside.
Colt: How about I wear a tshirt and a sweatshirt on top?
Colt‘s Mom: that sounds good ,but you still have to wear a coat outside.
Colt: Then what is a sweatshirt really for?
Colt: Hey mom your car is all snowed up.
Colt is in time out. Colt: When can I get out?
His Mom: When you can behave.
Colt: So, I can never get out?!
Charlotte‘s Mom: Charlotte are you a princess?
Charlotte‘s Mom: Do you want to be a Princess?
Charlotte: No I am Charlotte.
Charlotte’s Mom: Charlotte, do you want to use the potty?
Charlotte’s Mom: When are you going to start using the potty?
Colt: Sounds like NEVER to me!
And today, the dog kept wanting in and out, in and out of the house, driving me crazy. Finally exasperated I tell the dog, “You are a pain”. Then Charlotte says, ‘No, YOU are a pain, Duyan!” WTH? I asked her what she said and she repeats, “Duyan, YOU are a pain!” Duyan is pronounced Doin’ as in ‘what are you doing?’ This child started out in life calling me Mommy and her mother Mama. Then she changed to calling me Susan. About a month ago, she out of thin air renamed me “Duyan”. That’s my girl! She can call me anything she wants as long as she continues to “lub lub dub” me.