Bear: Ma ma! Muuuuhhhh! (Bear comes running into the livingroom from the kitchen with a bag of uncooked macaroni)
Me: No, Bear. It's not cooked, you can't eat it.
Bear: Muh?
Me: No. Go put the pasta back.
Bear: Path-da (Pasta).
Me: Yes, put the pasta back on the shelf.
Bear: Bahk? (Back?)
Me: Yes, put the pasta back in the kitchen, on the shelf.
Bear: (Looks mom squarely in the eyes and says...) PEEZ!
Me: You want me to say "please"?
Bear: (nods) Peez.
Me: Okay, you're right. Will you please put the pasta back?
Bear: (Scurries away to the kitchen to put the pasta away)
Perhaps she's getting me back for all the times that I've been having her "ask nicely" for things lately.
3 comments:
Right back at you, Ma Ma ! (hahaha)
YOUR Momby
haha... that happened to me recently, too. I asked Silas to share his snack with me, and he demanded that I say "Pwees?!"
that's hilarious. baby bear just wants to make sure you're just as polite as her. :) Smart girl.
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