August 21, 2005
Behave!
So I'm driving the car to work with Tara relaxing in the backseat, a movie playing on the DVD player. A peaceful moment. I tilt my rearview mirror to sneak a peek at that precious little face, those deep-set blue eyes of innocence---and realize that she is breaking up her granola bar and tossing the pieces around the back seat, with glee.
ACK! Stop! I say. She grins. She is SO good at being two, it's like she's read a handbook on the topic. She doesn't stop. I reach back behind my seat without looking and grab the granola bar out of her hands before she realizes what's happening. Pause. She let's out a big yelp. I feel mean. But I think to myself: I know you were an orphan in Ukraine, kid, but now you need to know that there are rules here!
She whimpers without tears. I tell her to let me know when she is done. She stops and says, "You're mean, Mama. Bad bad. .... Behave Mama!"
Well, now, it's good to see she is learning some more words...
Posted by Laura at August 21, 2005 02:54 PMPosted to Tara's Story
LOL! Well, she knows what "behave" means! too funny. Love hearing your stories.
Posted by: cluttergirl at August 21, 2005 11:43 PMtesting, testing ... and this is just the beginning! your chickie's vocabulary is definitely expanding! blessings.
Posted by: chris at August 22, 2005 08:30 AMWhat? Didn't you do the old "If I have to stop this car...." I can't remember...did Dad ever have to stop the car? I Don't remember throwing food around on car trips. I wouldn't have thrown around M&Ms that's for sure. Granola maybe. If we were going shopping.
Posted by: karenwiz at August 22, 2005 09:12 PMGranola is deadly! It keeps crumbling and crumbling into smaller and smaller crumbs! Ugh!
Time to vacuum the car! She's a hoot!