Two-going-on-three-year old has started to understand the concept of only being able to do certain things when she’s a grown up. This has opened up all kinds of emotions for me – I don’t want her to grow up! It’s going too fast already. Maybe I’ll reserve my thoughts on that for a later post.
For now, here’s one of the hilarious exchanges this has facilitated in raucous two-going-on-three-year-old:
Two-going-on-three-year-old:“Can I be a grown up? I’m ready.”
Me:“No, it’s boring being a grown up.”
Two-going-on-three-year-old:“It isn’t!”
Me:“It is. You won’t be able to bounce on Daddy’s belly anymore when you’re a grown up.”
Two-going-on-three-year-old, after a moment’s reconsideration:“I don’t want to be a grown up!”
Me, also not wanting to give up the hilarity of watching two-going-on-three-year-old doing Big Daddy style body slams on Daddy:“No, not yet.”
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