Caitlin keeps us entertained with her budding 3-year-old vocabulary and sometimes misuse of the English language. I love how she says “purpur” instead of purple and “squir” for squirrel. Last weekend while she was sick she said a few things that were both downright cute and pitiful at the same time.
Here are a few examples:
“Mama, I got the fevers.”
Her fever got very high and it really freaked me out since the kid is never sick.
“Mama, I got the sneezes.”
Yep, she was sneezing and congested, too.
“Mama, I coughaguam.”
Translation…coughed up phlegm. I guess if she can’t pronounce squirrel, phlegm would be a stretch.
“Mommy, I thrope!” (throw up)
She does not like taking medicine and does a lot of exaggerated gagging. This brings back memories for me as a child and gagging on cough syrup like it was poison or Wild Turkey. Finally, children’s Motrin cold formula in grape flavor passed her flavor test.
“MOMMY, I need juice.”
OK…not so cute, but as she said that about 849 times last weekend HOW COULD I FREAKIN’ FORGET IT.
Thankfully she was well enough to go back to daycare Tuesday after being home since last Thursday. The caregiver mommy in me was starting to lose it and grow tired of Princess Caitlin’s demands from her throne (aka the couch), mostly involving Dora and fresh juice. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d asked me to fan her and handfeed her grapes.