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| Analyzing. Doesn't Look Like a Coin? Oh, Well. Yup, This is Perfect. |
Awhile back, I (yes, mama's to blame) started calling everything a "choo-choo" that made loud sounds.
It all began very innocently when Mantha' started seeing chop-choo trains.
She saw the choo-choo and would scream at it at the beach-
"Mama----CHOOOO-CHOOOO".
And I would smile and laugh and we would giggle.
Then, quickly after learning that something "loud" equaled a "choo-choo", we (SHE) began labeling all things choo-choo's.
I thought it was adorable, and didn't really correct the labeling issue.
Parenting mistake, numero uno.
Now, friends, everything, and I mean everything that makes a loud noise is a choo-choo.
1. A motorcycle
2. A lawnmower
3. A car
4. A bus
5. A plane
6. And, yup, a train.
So, now, in hopes of her one day not going to pre-school completely confused on all things that MOVE are called, I now say:
1. A choo-choo MOTORCYCLE
2. A choo-chooo LAWNMOWER
3. A choo-choo CAR
4. A choo-choo BUS
5. A choo-choo PLANE
6. A choo-choo train.
I do completely understand items 1-5 are not choo-choo's.
But, number 6 counts right?!
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| Getting Ready.
In other equally related, "questionable mothering decisions", we (SHE) started watching other little friends we would meet toss coins in the
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She thought it was the coolest thing she had ever seen.
After realizing that we (SHE) couldn't swim in said water (this is also cause for tears- I mean I literally am the meanest mama...I mean I won't let her get in this water, even though she recently brought a swim diaper with her, thinking that if we (SHE) remembered the diaper, she could magically go in the water).
(Whole other parenting issue).
Back to the coins.
I mean the money.
As I was trying to catch my breath, and sit for two point two seconds, she reaches in the stroller, and grabs my wallet. Not thinking much of this, (she thinks rearranging my wallet is a daily necessary activity) she begins to grab all the money out of the center.
And then, proceeds to walk over to the Starbucks pool fountain, and throw as many bills in as she can.
Dumbfounded, and laughing hysterically (I couldn't stop), I was frozen in a state of SHOCK.
I mean, last week we went from learning to throw pennies to now twenties?!!
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| See Mom, I have this. |
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| A Twenty & A Ten. This Should Be Perfect. |
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| Almost Made It. |
You can imagine the horror on the other coffee sipper's faces as they took in the sights of the two of us.
I literally heard one ten year old behind me look at his mama and say-
"Mom, How COOL, that kid is throwing real money in the fountain".
Sigh***
Only, my kid.
So, after my laughing had almost subsided, (she thought the laughing meant this was not only correct behavior, but the BEST thing ever!!).
I KNEW, we must stop this leaning NOW.
I mean, choo-choo's are one thing,
pennies to twenties are another!
xoxo
Goodmama
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