Typically narcissistic blogging.

Babysitting P

(P is 4 years old, btw.)

P: Let’s play this. Write what you want. *hands me DoodlePro*
W: What I want?
P: Yeah.
W: V-I-C-O-D
P: No, wait, I go first.
W: *erase*

P: I’m hungry.
W: You wanna go out or order pizza?
P: I think we better order pizza. No wait! We should get burritos.
W: I can’t do the hill right now, my knee is ouchie. Is it okay if we don’t get burritos?
P: No.

P: Want to play Jenga blocks?
W: Jenga?
P: I can’t say that, I can only say Jenga blocks.

Jenga tower: *falls*
W: Damn it!
P: Damn it!
W: Uh you don’t say that. Only dumb adults say that.
P: Yeah, kids say “Oopsie.” Adults say things like “damn it.”
W: Uh huh, I see what you did right there.
P: *grin*

3 responses

  1. sevenof9

    Isn’t P the greatest? Love those quotes.

    October 4, 2010 at 7:43 am

  2. Pure awesome-sauce right there.

    October 4, 2010 at 1:23 pm

  3. Pingback: Babysitting P: The Reckoning « The Adventures of the Terminally Snarky

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