The great thing about 2,5-year-olds is that they talk. The bad thing about them is that they talk. Including to each other.
“Tomorrow I’m taking you to get your flu shot,” I told Klara.
“My friend Maxwell had a flu shot. He says it hurts!”
“Well, it hurts a bit but then it doesn’t.”
“My friend Maxwell says it hurt a lot. He cried! Did you get a flu shot, Mommy?”
“Uhm, no, not yet. But I’m going to. . .”
“My friend Maxwell had a flu shot! He says it hurts. You made a mistake, Mommy!”
Unsolicited medical advice:
You and N have an obligation to get your own flu shots so you don’t risk bringing the illness home to Klara! (Also remember to get your singles vaccine in seven years.)
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“You made a mistake, Mommy!”
Welcome to the next 15 or so years of being verbally outwitted….
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You made a mistake, Mommy!”
It’s better than, “you lied!” :)))))
(Getting your ears pierced at the Pagoda Pagoda is NOT like a pinch.)
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I’ve been repeating to her since birth, ‘mommy doesn’t lie.” Because it’s true. I don’t lie to her.
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