I Super Like These Kids

I've been promising Mila that we would buy Moana for a week now because I am dumb and I do things like make promises that can't happen until the future to people who don't comprehend the concept of time. There were seven sleeps and then six sleeps and, well, that's a lie because there was no sleep. I promised Moana, so I was reminded of that promise around the clock for a week.

Fortunately, today arrived.

"Do you want to go buy Moana?" turns out to be the most effective phrase for motivating and relocating a toddler. I have never seen that kid move with the kind of urgency that she did when I picked her up from daycare. She rushed her little butt to the car, climbed into her seat faster than a squirrel can climb a tree, and was so ready so fast.

As we navigated our way to buy Moana, Mila reminded me of our destination. "We're going to Target to buy Moana," she said. 103913123 times. Fortunately, Alexis grew tired of hearing the record on repeat the 103913124th time it played, so she interrupted Mila.

"Oh, boy," Alexis said. She started to continue on with a rant about Mila forgetting to breathe between words, but Mila interrupted her.

"I'm not a boy!" Mila said.

"Are you a girl?" Alexis asked. She often engages Mila in little conversations when it's time for Mila to stop doing something annoying. I, for one, cheer my sparkly glitterbutt problem solver.

"No! I'm not a girl!" Mila replied.

"Silly! If you're not a boy and you're not a girl, what are you?" Alexis asked.

"I'm a Mila!" Mila said as she pointed to herself.

"That's the best answer ever," Alexis replied before they continued their conversation in another direction.

I don't get to take credit for that little exchange, but HECK YEAH to that little exchange.

Comments

[Mary]

That is the best answer ever!