From last night as I got Tavy ready for bed:
Tavy: "Is Mama Sad?"
Me: "Mama not sad. Mama fine." (Distractedly shoving uncooperative feet into toddler pajama bottoms.)
Tavy: "Mama unhappy?"
Me: "Mama HAPPY!" (Trying like heck to muster up some enthusiasm beyond please-go-to-sleep-fast)
Tavy: "Mama stress out?"
Stunned silence while I contemplate both how horrible it is that my 2.5 year old knows the word "stress" and how lovely it is that she really *is* this articulate.
Me: "Maybe Mama a little stressed out. But I'm fine. We read some stories."
Tavy: "You stress out!"
Me: "I'm fine. I'm happy. I not sad. Let's go. To. Bed."
Tavy: "You stress out. You no stress out!"
Me: "How should I fix the stress out?"
Tavy: "Say AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
Me: "AAAAAAAAAAAh!"
Tavy: "Say Ooooh OOOoooh UUUUUUUuugh!"
Me: "Oooh Oooh uuug!"
Tavy: "No! Like Dis! ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW LLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
Me: "Rooooooooooooo Loooooooooooouuuuuu"
Tavy: "What your tongue doing?"
Me: "Laughing."
Tavy: "Dat better! Now do AAiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee Hooooooooooooooooooooo"
This went on for a good five minutes of silly, loud sounds, and amazingly, I DID feel way better afterward. She got me to do it again today outside without the leading emotional questions, and we shouted the alphabet together at top volume drawing each letter out for 20 seconds. She's pretty intuitive, and she humbles me and inspires me to do more than just put a happy face on my stress.
Maybe I need to borrow her for some stress relief!
Posted by: Megan | May 14, 2010 at 07:45 AM
aww, so precious!!!
Posted by: Lucy C. | May 15, 2010 at 10:11 PM