Whoops.

[rivka]

Alex asks for milk by sippy cup color. And she's started asking for a different color of milk (i.e., a different-colored cup) halfway through a meal.

Tonight at dinner, she had selected the yellow sippy cup. When she finished her milk, I asked her if she'd like more.

"Alex have more milk! Alex have pink milk!" she suggested brightly.

"No, only one color at a meal," I said. (I hate washing sippy cups.) "But I will get you some more yellow milk."

I took her cup and went into the kitchen. At which point I heard her say, very clearly, "Damn it, a pink milk!"

"Did she say what I think she said?" I asked Michael. He confirmed it, glumly.

I brought her refilled cup back in and gave it to her. "Damn it," she said in a disappointed voice. "Alex have a yellow milk."

We are such horrible examples to our child. If only she had already started preschool, so that I could've blamed it on her poorly-raised classmates.

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[klwalton.livejournal.com]

My younger daughter, Mary, was very verbal very young. One day when she was about 18 months old, we were driving on the infamous 880 and some asshole idiot cut me off. I hit the horn, and from the carseat in back came the lilting tones of "Asshole!" Okay, yes, I laughed. And, for awhile, really started watching my language :).