Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Poor Sorry


Elle is currently 3 years, 9 months and 18 days old.
(I have an app that keeps me informed).



As goes with most 3 year olds, or at least this is my assumption, we are working on learning the proper meaning and importance of the phrase "I'm sorry."

Personally, I struggle with many things, but apologizing is not one of them.  Early in marriage, Jay informed me it was a pet peeve of his that I said I was sorry about everything.  Well, let me say, I don't believe this is the case with toddlers.

For the past 6 months or so Elle seems to keep her "sorry" very active. 

At times she has been unable to say "I'm sorry" because she:

lost her sorry
has thrown her sorry away
stomped her sorry with her crocs
ate her sorry
sorry needs a bath
lovey stole her sorry
fed sorry to the birds
smashed sorry to pieces
sorry has the hiccups
sorry got stuck in her tower
Lucy is playing with her sorry
sorry has a fever
And today (after popping me in the face) she reached for sorry (apparently she was sitting on it) and said "ewww... sorry has Lucy hairs on it."  She then proceeded to flick the sorry away and looked at me like "what's a girl to do?"

(I know... so gross about Lucy, but anyone who has a 10 1/2 year old golden retriever knows the inevitability of this truth regardless of how many times a day my dyson canvases the floors, which let the records state is at least once a day, no lie.)

I gave her the evil harry and she uttered her two least favorite words.  I would have punished her for the pop in the face, but was so taken aback by the cleverness of my child that the moment was lost.  I watched her skip across the room, while I silently pondered what sorry will be up to next time.




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