Conversations With Sean
I heard a little sound behind me.
Me: “You pooted, Sean-Sean!”
Sean: “No, I farted, Mommy…”
And then I heard it again…
Sean: “Where’s Aidan?”
Me: “He’s in the bathroom, Sean.”
Sean: “You mean he’s in the potty, Mommy.”
Oh, I thought we were using the proper words for things today.
Sean: “Are we going to the washing car today, Mommy?”
Me: “No, we’re not going to the car wash today, baby.”
Sean: “It’s the washing car, Mommy. It’s called the washing car. Say washing car!”
For the record, I did not say “washing car.”
Sean: “Where are we going, Mommy?”
Me: “We’re going to pick up Aidan.”
Sean: “And then what?”
Me: “And then we’re going home, Sean-Sean.”
Sean: “Yaaaaay! Yay!”
Sean: “Don’t say ‘yay,’ Mommy. Don’t say it!”
His vocabulary exploded about two months ago…but its his thought processes that are the most fascinating. I don’t remember Aidan being like this at Sean’s age…so I have to assume it’s relatively unique to Sean. It’s kind of fun talking to him…
Posted on July 18, 2012, in Mother of the Year, Raising Boys and tagged brothers, Children, Divorce, Family, Home, life, Mother, motherhood, Parenting, raising boys, toddlers. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.