The Mind of a 2 Year Old…Mine anyway
I often am amazed by the things that come out of Andrew’s mouth. Not just because I had no idea he actually knew my name to be anything other than “mommy” or that he knew every single Disney character, whether we’ve introduced him to them on not.
It’s fascinating to see his mind work.
We drove past the street his doctor’s office was on yesterday. He yells from the backseat “MOMMY! DOCTOR!” I looked over to where he was pointing, impressed that he knew that. Then he says, “Need doctor, mommy! Have boo-boo. Doctor look at boo-boo.”
Okay… maybe I shouldn’t be overly impressed that he pieced that one together. (For the record, his latest boo-boo was a scraped knee from when he tripped over his own feet on the playground.) I thought I’d be able to sneak some veggies into Andrew’s favorite food (mac and cheese). Yeah. No dice. He knew just looking at it there was something not quite right. I watched as any mouthful containing a piece of corn got spit out, analyzed and rejected. (Anyone got any other brilliant ideas for getting him to eat his veggies?)
Today, Andrew’s teacher couldn’t wait for me to pick him up so she could tell me that he was too smart for his own good.
They had been outside playing in the sprinklers. Everyone came inside and got changed. There was a group of kids on line to wash their hands after they had used the potty. Andrew tried to jump on line and said he needed to wash his hands too.
They told him he was clean and these were the kids who had just used the potty. Andrew nodded like this made perfect sense. Ten minutes later, Andrew runs to the bathroom announcing that he had to go potty. They let him in, he strips off his diaper and (of course) doesn’t go. But he hops off the toilet and says, “I wash hands now too!”
They were amazed that he planned the whole thing out so he’d be allowed to play in the sink. Without a doubt, this kid is the product of his parents… boy are we in trouble when he gets older!
Tags: Friday Mom: Jaime
