Conversation with a toddler, age 2 ½:
Bean: (Looking in the fridge) “Mama! Mama! NEW milk!”
Me: “Yes, Daniel, there’s new milk in the fridge.”
Bean: “Mama! NEW YELLOW milk!”
Me: “Yes, it’s a new yellow milk CONTAINER.” (Some organic version from the local gas station mini mart.) “But it tastes the same Bean.”
Bean: “Mama! Daniel drink NEW YELLOW MILK for lunch!”
Me: “Yes, Daniel, but we have to clean up first. Put away all these toys. And then we have to change your diaper.”
Bean: “NO! NO! NO Mama! Daniel no change diaper!”
Me: “Yes Bean…”
Bean: “NO! NO! NO Mama! Daniel no change diaper!”
Me: “Come on, Bean. Let’s go change your diaper….”
Bean: “NO! NO! NO Mama! Daniel no change diaper!”
Me: “Okay. Then, let’s go sit on the potty.”
Bean: “NO! NO! NO Mama! Daniel no sit on potty!”
Me: “Well, then let’s go change your diaper…now!”
Bean: “NO! NO! NO Mama! Daniel no change diaper!”
Me: (under my breath) “Oh GEEZ Daniel, what else is new….”
Bean: “NEW MILK! Daniel drink NEW YELLOW MILK!!”
Okay, I set him up. Good one, son.
Matching yellow shirt purely a coincidence
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