Little Z is a very curious toddler. In fact, I would go as far as to say he can be very nosey. He has two favourite questions. The first one is:
This usually happens when we’ve passed someone in the street of I’m on the phone to someone. As a result he knows the names of all my friends and a handful of people at work, even though he’s not met most of them.
The second one is:
This usually immediately follows the first question if I’ve been on the phone. It always makes us smile as the question makes him sound like a 50 year old stemming from the depths of Yorkshire. Despite our attempts to make him say the full sentence he prefers this version and uses it approximately 2,355 times a day.
We are regularly trying to stop ourselves from saying it too! Not because we have anything against Yorkshire folk, but because we seem to be mimicking what he says a lot.
Like the other day, for instance.
A situation presented itself in our house around the time the Dawn chorus started. It was not the best time for a situation to present itself but when it did I wondered what to do for a bit.
The OH then made the fateful mistake of murmuring “What Say?” without realising what he was saying and what he was about to become embroiled in.
And Bam! That was it…
A sleepy argument had started as we both went about getting ready for work. There was loud incredulous whispering. There was hushed stomping at our annoyance with the fact that we were arguing so early in the morning and there was a lot of chuckling at the daft situation that had presented itself that was not the fault at either of us.
Calm descended equally quickly as we started coming up with the best solution we could cobble together at so early an hour and with that we embarked on our daily mission to try to lift and shift Little Z from the cot into the car seat without waking him.
He stayed asleep thankfully, bar one moment where he lifted his sleepy head to look at me and ask …