Christiano is getting quite the mouth on him you guys. Thanks to his father he now calls me a poopy butthead. Pato thinks it’s funny, me not so much.
Christiano, go get mommy a diaper.
No.
Christiano, go get mommy a diaper.
No – with arms crossed over chest for enunciation.
Christiano, go get mommy a diaper.
You’re mean!
Christiano, WILL YOU go get mommy a diaper?
Ok – running off to get me a diaper.
I’ve found that makes a huge difference with getting Christiano to do something. He’s at that stage where he automatically says NO to everything. But if I say, will you….. he usually says, ok, or I will mama.
The other day I was taking Junie out to go do her thing. Christiano locked the sliding glass door.
Christiano, open the door for mommy.
giggling you poopy butthead
(that’s a combo of poop head and butthead – nice huh? This comes from Pato telling Christiano to tell mommy to stop being a butthead)
Christiano, open the door for mommy.
No! You poopy butthead.
Then he grabbed the cord to the shade and attempted to lower the window quilt, giggling all the while.
Alyce took pity on me and let me in.
The other night, I gave him a curly fry.
Yummy?
Yes, Christiano, it’s yummy.
Noooo – sgusting!
(It’s disgusting.)
Lovely, my 20 month old can say disgusting….kind of.)
He parrots everything Alyce says. Everything his dad says. And he prefers for his dad to do EVERYTHING for him.
IE: We’re out and about. I go around to get Nano out of the car seat. He crosses his hands over his chest. No! Daddy do it.
I tell him to give me his hand to walk through a parking lot.
Crosses his hands over his chest, stops dead in his tracks. No! Daddy do it!
I don’t remember your daddy going through the valley of the shadow of death to bring you into this world. That was me.
You poopy butthead.
Have a great night!
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