July 13, 2007
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I stifled a rueful laugh in the driver’s seat of our van this morning, trying to decide just how much I miss those days when communication from my daughter and consisted of one-word exclamations.
“Look!”
“Truck!”
“Red!”
Say goodbye to those days forever. At least until the twins start trying to talk. Anna Kathryn and I have now graduated to practicing poetry and Bible verses together, singing songs at the top of our lungs, and learning what the lights mean at intersections. Today, though, AK’s training came out in a shocked exclamation from her as I cruised under a yellow light.
“Mommy! Orange means SLOW DOWN!”
“Red means STOP, Mommy. You have to stop. Stop!”
“Yes, Dear. I’m stopping. See? Look, I’m stopping.”
I did that to myself.
At the water sprinkler park.
At the play yard in the mall.
Comments (5)
Your kids kill me Kari. I want to squeeze em whenever I see pics of them. AK’s little conversation with you is precious.
cute pics. I miss them.
Hysterical.
And my brother Josh used to do that when he was AK’s age. He would constantly tell me I was driving to fast, and yell at me to stop, or lecture me on not stopping long enough at a stop sign.
A descriptive reflection of good communication efforts! What next:? Quotations from Shakespeare and C.S. Lewis, no doubt!
Love those updates!
Wow! She’s started giving you advice much earlier than you ever did. That must be a sign of intelligence, right?
how cute! I love AK’s sunglasses