(Sera's using the bathroom. Her 18-month old sister is in there with her. I'm in the kitchen. I didn't hear how the conversation started, but it ended with this:)
Sera: "That's not a bum! It's a vagina, silly!"
Conversations With Sera
Sera's only three, but once in a while she says stuff we just have to write down.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Splashing and Yelling
(During her bath this morning, Sera was succeeding in emptying the the tub onto the bathroom floor with her energetic splashing and kicking. I yelled at her to stop only when the previous two normal-voice requests were ignored. Sera brought up the incident during an afternoon snack few hours later.)
Sera: "Dad, you need to stop yelling at me."
Me: "You mean like I did during your bath this morning?"
Sera: "Yeah."
Me: "I'll make a deal with you. I promise to stop yelling, if you promise to listen to me when I ask you to do something."
Sera: "OK.... But Dad? I couldn't hear you asking over all that noise from splashing!"
(Perry Mason moment: If you couldn't hear me, how did you know that I was asking you to stop? Ha! The prosecution rests!)
Though inspired, Sera's defense is similar to somebody explaining to a cop, "But officer, how do expect me to see a speed limit sign when I'm going that fast?
Sera: "Dad, you need to stop yelling at me."
Me: "You mean like I did during your bath this morning?"
Sera: "Yeah."
Me: "I'll make a deal with you. I promise to stop yelling, if you promise to listen to me when I ask you to do something."
Sera: "OK.... But Dad? I couldn't hear you asking over all that noise from splashing!"
(Perry Mason moment: If you couldn't hear me, how did you know that I was asking you to stop? Ha! The prosecution rests!)
Though inspired, Sera's defense is similar to somebody explaining to a cop, "But officer, how do expect me to see a speed limit sign when I'm going that fast?
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
I Love You Mommy
Sera: "Mom?"
Rachel: "Yes, dear?"
Sera: "I love you."
Rachel: "Aww. That's nice. Thank-you, sweetie. You should tell that to Daddy, too."
Sera: "Daddy?"
Me (anticipating a lovely father/daughter moment): "Yes, dear?"
Sera: "I love mommy."
[... sound of my ego deflating slightly...]
Rachel: "Yes, dear?"
Sera: "I love you."
Rachel: "Aww. That's nice. Thank-you, sweetie. You should tell that to Daddy, too."
Sera: "Daddy?"
Me (anticipating a lovely father/daughter moment): "Yes, dear?"
Sera: "I love mommy."
[... sound of my ego deflating slightly...]
Monday, July 18, 2011
No farmers, please
(at the beach I sometimes wear a floppy straw hat that came free with a case of beer. Sera doesn't like it.)
Me: "You don't like my hat, do you?"
Sera: "No. You look like a farmer."
Me: "What's wrong with looking like a farmer?"
Sera: "Are you a farmer?"
Me: "No."
Sera: "I don't want you to be a farmer."
Me: "Why not?"
Sera: "I don't want to talk about that right now."
Me: "You don't like my hat, do you?"
Sera: "No. You look like a farmer."
Me: "What's wrong with looking like a farmer?"
Sera: "Are you a farmer?"
Me: "No."
Sera: "I don't want you to be a farmer."
Me: "Why not?"
Sera: "I don't want to talk about that right now."
Sneaky Bagpipes
(walking back to the cottage from the beach, I could hear somebody playing the bagpipes in the distance)
Me: "Sera. Do you hear that?"
Sera: "What?"
Me: "Bagpipes! Man, I love the bagpipes."
Sera: "Me too. They're so sneaky."
Me: "Sera. Do you hear that?"
Sera: "What?"
Me: "Bagpipes! Man, I love the bagpipes."
Sera: "Me too. They're so sneaky."
Capital C
(Sera's sitting on the toilet.)
Me: "Are you done going pee?"
Sera: "I just had to go poo, too."
(after the requisite bowl check)
Me: "Wow, that's a big one."
Sera: "Let me see . . . It looks like a capital C."
Me: "Are you done going pee?"
Sera: "I just had to go poo, too."
(after the requisite bowl check)
Me: "Wow, that's a big one."
Sera: "Let me see . . . It looks like a capital C."
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