Cece says (vol. 3)



Cece, looks up from "washing" dishes in the sink and cheerfully says: "see, Mama?! i'm making a mess!!"




sitting on the potty seat, fully clothed (before we officially started potty training): "Mom, i'm going pee!"
me: "do you want to take off your diaper and go in the potty for real?"
Cece, patting the front of her diaper: "nooooo, i'm just going to preTEND that this is my real bum!"




a case of art imitating life, as Cecilia is playing with her Little People.
Cece, as the child: "Mama, i'm bery hungwy!"
Cece, as the mom: "well, honey, you just had a lot of lunch!"
Cece, as the child: "but Mama, i'm bery BERY HUNGWY!!!"




during our nightly prayers, i always ask Cece who she wants to pray for. it's usually family members or friends, but one night things took a turn for the meta.
Cece: "i want to pway for God! God bwess God!"




me: "Cece, know what?"
Cece: "what?"
me: "you're very cute."
Cece: "annnnnnnnd i'm funny!"




Cece, hiccuping: "Mom, i guess i got the piccups!"




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