{Smooch runs around the playroom with a half-eaten waffle. He takes a bite, puts the waffle down, runs around. Then he comes back to the waffle, takes another bite, and runs away again.}
Smooch: {walking slowly with both hands raised in the air, palms up} Affa go?
Me: Where did the waffle go? Is that what you’re looking for?
Smooch: Yes! Affa go?
Me: It’s all gone. You finally ate it all. It’s in your belly.
Smooch: {indignantly grabbing the hem of pajama top, lifts it to his chin, and examines the smooth round curve of his tummy. Looks at me reproachfully.} Nuh-uh!
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February 19, 2008 at 5:55 pm
Cute! I always say “it’s in your belly” too and he always looks down at his stomach and then looks at me like I’m crazy.
February 19, 2008 at 6:24 pm
My son used to do the eat on the run thing!
I voted!
February 19, 2008 at 10:06 pm
It just struck me as so funny – this is the first time he’s taken something I said so literally. I can tell we’re getting ready to start that phase of cute toddler misunderstandings.
Thanks for voting, Heather! (Ooooh, I feel like a presidential candidate. Too bad I still don’t know which one of those I want to vote for… the haikus were much easier!)