At 18-months:
No way!
Uh oh, my bad
Oh Maaaaan!
Ummm...
When I told her it was bedtime, she held up 2 fingers, looked at me and said "2 minutes"
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Saturday
Baa Baa Shit (Baa Baa Black Sheep!)
I'm thinking (when Amit asked her a question)
A couple of weeks before her 2nd birthday:
Mamma: Naina, when's your birthday?
Naina: July
Mamma: July what?
Naina: Seven. It's MY birthday. No touch my birthday. (then turns to Amit) No touch my birthday, Daddy!
At about 2-yrs:
How are you today, guys? (to Amit & me)
What you guys talking about? or What you guys saying?
Mommy, your hair is so long. My hair is long too. That's super super cute.
N: What you doing Mamma?
Me: I'm putting on pants, Naina.
N: No that's Jeans. You need shirt too.
N: Are we going home? (on the way home from school)
Me: Yeah
N: Don't say yeah, say YEAH!
Me: Okay, yeah
N: Not yeah, YEAH!
(this went back and forth a few times until finally...)
Me: YEAH!
N: Don't scream at me Mommy!
Me: I didn't
N: Yeah, you did.
Me: No I didn't.
N: Yeah you screamed. That's not ok. We have to be nice to each other.
Mary had a yidda yam, yidda yam, yidda yam. Mary had a yidda yam, who something and said no.
Me: Do I look nice, Naina?
N: You need makeup, Mommy
I've also been told You need to brush your hair, Mommy and You need to change your shirt, Mommy.
N: Mommy and Daddy, my brother has a sister.
Us: Who's your brother Naina
N: Minin's my brother. And Pachi is my sister.
Pretty much every time she lists friends who will be at a party:
Rishon and Oranj (Arin!) and Rishon and Akhil and Rishon and Minin and Rishon and Vedu and Rishon...
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Aah, yes. Our little chatterbox keeps us happily entertained every single day!
