One of the reasons I wanted to make this blog was so that Anya would know what she was like when she was a kid. She should, by now know that she is adored, but here are some of the reasons why...
Every night we read her two stories, then we talk about friends or her day or 3 animals. Tonight she took a different approach and wanted to tell me a story. Here's a rough example of the types of things I talk to my 2 1/2 year old about on a pretty regular basis.
Anya: "Let's talk about the goat at the party who ate my cupcake".
Dad: "Whose party was that?"
Anya: "The snakes!"
Dad: "Why was the snake having a party?"
Anya: "Because I have two teeth."
Dad: "Wow. Who else was there?
Anya: "The rabbit. I gave him a carrot"
Dad: "And what did the goat do?"
Anya: "He ate my cupcake."
Dad: "What flavor cupcake was it?"
Anya: "Blue Berry!"
Dad: "Did you give him the cupcake or did he just take it?"
Anya: "He took it."
Dad: "Then what did you do?"
Anya: "I got some balls."
Dad: "What did you do with the balls?"
Anya: "I threw them around."
Dad: "Who did you throw them around with?"
Anya: "The snake. Daddy, talk to me about toads..."
I just think it's very cool that I can have these types of imaginative...if surreal conversations with my kid at 2 1/2.
1 comment:
The goat and the cupcakes/party were in reference to the bedtime story Grangie made up Sunday night. She's been talking about it ever since. But I'm not sure about the snake. He might have been part of the story or Anya made him up.
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