Tiny Talk Tuesday

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Esmé (30 months) is still talking a lot. And asking more and more questions.

Like "Why?" Yep, she's discovered that one now. The unending question where you never reach a satisfactory answer as you peel back the layers.

But when we ask the same question, we always get a circular answer.

"I NEED to open the freezer!"

"Why?"

"Because I NEED to open the freezer!"

And that completely answers the "Why?" question as far as she's concerned.

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Yep, she's definitely the queen of circular reasoning. This kind of conversation happens all too often:

Esmé: "You are a yoyodote!"

Mommy: "What's a yoyodote?"

Esmé: "YOU are!"

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I need to recite more scripture with her. I was reading a little book about Psalm 23, when she started correcting me.

"No, Mommy! It's Little Bo Peep! Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep!"

I could have convinced her it was Mary with her little lamb, or Baa Baa the black sheep. But not Psalm 23...

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Self-identity continues to be an issue. But she knows she is NOT a "Sure."

Mommy: "You're a skunk!"

Esmé: "I am NOT a skunk!"

Mommy: "Are you sure?"

Esmé: "I am NOT sure! I am a BOY! AND I am a girl."

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Speaking of boys versus girls, here's how you tell the difference.

Esmé put some lip gloss on me. "NOW you are a girl!" she said.

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We've been studying "green" for "G" week. Here are the results of the very scientific playdough study:

"Blue and yellow make green! Blue and yellow and green make a snake!"

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We're still "working" (or is it "playing") at the potty thing. No pressure or anything; the potty simply sits there begging for use every once in a while...

As Esmé sat there one evening, she folded up her legs. "Look, I made a pretzel!" she exclaimed.

Not quite the kind of "pretzel" I was hoping for on the potty...

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She makes new discoveries every day.

"Are you brushing your teeth?!" she asked excitedly one evening. "What's WRONG with you?"

Yep - apparently I NEVER brush my teeth unless something is terribly wrong...

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I love the way she describes reading. When she wants me to read to her, she says, "Get a book! Talk to the book!"

Alternatively, when we're struggling to get to sleep at night, I've taken to telling her stories in the dark. And when I finish the story, it's "Read it again! Read it again!"

If only I had such a photographic memory that I could simply read it again...