LC has turned into a verbal parrot these days and its stressing me out a little. I've caught myself saying "oh crap" or just other little things that aren't bad but I also don't like the idea of them coming out of my sub-two year old little girl's mouth. Let's just say it's making me slow down and think before I speak a lot more.
Yesterday, I went into the store to get some Scotchguard to put on her Fall/Winter shoes and I grabbed a $5 bill out of my wallet. Surely that will cover it, I think. I just wanted to run inside for that one thing real quick and didn't want to schlep my child and the diaper bag along when it was just an in and out thing. When we get inside, the household cleaning items are in the far back of the store so I trek all the way back there only to realize the price was $5.33 and my $5 bill, obviously, wasn't gonna cut it.
"OF course..." I mutter to myself out loud.
"UH COYse..." I hear LC parrot back to me, smiling.
I couldn't help but laugh at her baby Boston accent and she repeats, UH COYse...UH COYse...all the way out to the car and back and then on and on for most of the afternoon. I guess, for whatever reason, she liked the sound of it.
And what was one of the first things out of her mouth this morning?
But UH COYse.