Ella's Favorite Word


I don't know how it happened. First, she would just yell it for fun. An exclamation. It had nothing to do with the contents of her diaper. She would be walking down the hall and yell, "Poop!" and laugh hysterically. I have to admit, coming from a sweet little two-year-old girl, it was hilarious.

But then it started getting a little out of control. As in, we're eating dinner and Ella yells, "Poop!" and throws her head back with laughter. Or, we're at the grocery store picking out bananas and Ella yells, "Poop!" as she smiles at the little old ladies. You get the picture.
And now it's become a nonchalant addition to her vocabulary. Last night we were eating dinner and she didn't want to eat her applesauce. Me, pushing her bowl close to her: "Ella, eat your applesauce." Ella, pushing it away: "Me put poop applesauce right here." She didn't even yell. Or laugh.
Now it's an adjective.
I'll let the people at Merriam-Webster know. I'm sure they'll be as excited as I am.

This one's for the ladies

On the way home from preschool:
Peyton: Riley is my best friend.
Me: Oh? What makes Riley your best friend?
Peyton: Because she's a girl.
Me: Yes, but you have lots of friends who are girls.
Peyton: That's because I love all the girls.

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My mom has been wanting me to start a blog for a while now. So, I thought it would be perfect to start one on her birthday. After all, it is the gift that keeps on giving. And, it's free!

How many moms can say that they have a blog dedicated to them? Not many - I checked.

Happy Birthday, Mom!

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