Having a 3 year old is a source of never-ending frustration and fun. 3 is definitely challenging but I will say, Barrett makes me laugh every single day. He's so sharp, aware, and funny. Here are the latest Barrett-isms:
B was quite interested in two dogs at his grandparents' house and kept wanting to see them and know what they were up to.
Barrett, to me: "What are the dogs' names?"
me: "I don't know. Why don't you ask?"
Barrett: "Maybe they don't talk"
Barrett is obsessed with his blue blanket. He carries it constantly around the house, snuggling it and chewing on it all the time.
Daddy: "No taking blankie into the grocery store. You need to leave it here in the car."
Barrett: "Okay. I chew it really quick."
proceeds to nibble on it for a few seconds. Then sets it aside.
Barret: "Okay. All done" and was ready to go.
I asked Audrey a question tonight, in the usual sing-song way of talking to an infant without expecting an answer. Barrett decided to set me straight.
Barrett: "Audrey doesn't talk."
me: " Well, Audrey will talk soon! What do you think she'll say when she will be able to talk?"
Barrett: "'Give me back my toys.'"