We had bagels at breakfast.
I set half a bagel on Mara’s highchair tray and she said, “Oh, Mommy! . . . My bagel is doing this!”
Then she made a dour expression, apparently imitating the “face” the hole in her bagel was making.
She looked disturbed. “Get me another one!” she insisted.
What two-year-old is disturbed by the “face” her bagel is making?!?!
Mara, eat your bagel.
“He was clawing my face! And I wanted to keep my face!”
Mara was struggling to eat her sandwich at lunch, so when she took a big bite on her own, I said, “Good job, Mara!”
My daughter was quick to correct me. “Don’t talk with food in your mouth, Mommy. Chew!” It was true that I was setting a bad example, but the irony was she was correcting me with food in her mouth!
So I chewed and then said, “You’re right. Mommy shouldn’t talk with food in her mouth. But you know what? you were talking with food in your mouth too!”
She smiled and shot back, “Like you!”
When Mara woke up from her nap today, she was starting to “jump” out of the crib.
I said, “Mara, if you jump out, you can get hurt.”
And she said, “I always jump out! And Superman always catch me. . . Because he’s a big Superman!”
