My daughter has learned something new! - Journals

momof3inTN's Journal

My daughter has learned something new!
Jan 23, 2009 at 10:02 PM
By
- momof3inTN
Message Friend Invite
Comments (3) Total Views (68) Everyone can see this journal post.

Prev Next

So, yesterday I wrote something a little more insightful and spiritual and thoughtful....

Sorry I don't have that for you today. All I have is that Nafeeza is definitely learning faster than her big brothers ever did.

Nafeeza has gotten into this little thing that she does. It started a long time ago but has escalated.

She used to run to her big brothers' bedroom, grab a matchbox car and run away with it. She would then go and hide it under her bed. About once a week I would go and collect and return the matchbox cars to the boys, who by this time only had about 4-5 cars left. Nafeeza really loved this game.

Well, she stopped for awhile. But then we had what I refer to as "the store" incident.

The strap on my purse broke. Now, I am not a purse (or shoe) collector. I have exactly 1 purse. I can admit that I now have about 8 or 9 pairs of shoes though (thank you to my hubby who bought me shoes for Christmas because he knows I will wear them until they have 15 holes (each shoe) in them before I go out and buy new ones). Anyway, back to the purse. The strap broke. But, come on it was ONLY 3 years old! Don't they make things to last anymore?

Great, now I have to go to the store and buy a new purse. I also have to bring all 3 kids with me. (This is why I don't go shopping, I usually have to drag the kids along and what kid likes to just hang around while mommy is trying on 30 different pairs of shoes to only walk home with 1 pair, if that). Ok, ok... I'll try and stop the little distractions.

So, me and the kids head to Walmart (they are cheap and in the only store in town that sells purses). We get to the purses where Nafeeza feasts her eyes on every 2 year old girl's dream...

The white purse with "LOVE" written all over it in pink and purple and in all different types of writing. Wow! She is captivated. Yes! Let her be captivated while I search for one I like. Nope, don't like that, hate the black fake skin thing going on. No, too small (I do have 3 kids after all, I need a MOMMY purse). No, that is TOO big.

Finally, my little fashion designer in training, Ascher (if you read my previous post "My Small Breasts and I you will understand why I call him my little fashion designer), found the perfect purse! I love it! It is just the right size. Sits nicely on my shoulder. It's not too big but has plenty of room for my stuff. Oh, look at that! It comes with a little clutch so I don't have to cart the whole thing when I have a date night with my hubby. Even better... $15! Can't beat that. Fabulous.

One more side note, it is also tan and brown. The first purse I have EVER gotten that is NOT black. My husband will be so happy (refer to my comment in the aforementioned post to see why my husband would be happy it was not black).

So, I have found my new purse! We are ready to get the ink for the printer and then we are out of here. But not quite. Nafeeza does not want to leave the "LOVE" purse behind. Ok, so I am not buying her a purse. She already has a few at the house. But, if I take it away, she will scream through the rest of the store.

I came to a compromise. She would carry the purse back to electronics and then on our way back past the purses to get to the register, we will return the purse to the shelf. Better she only screams from the purses to the register than from the purses to electronics and then to the register.

Just as I suspected, when I returned the purse, she screamed. She screamed to the register, she screamed while we waited in line, she screamed while the cashier was ringing me up, she screamed through the parking lot, she screamed the whole way home from the store.

Yikes, I didn't think a kid could scream that much.

Well, ever since the purse incident at the store, Nafeeza has been grabbing and running off with my new purse! Dumping everything out. Then I find it, scold her, clean up the mess, and it happens again the next day.

Well, she has finally stopped grabbing my purse (because it is now kept high on a shelf, well out of reach of little 2 year old hands). Then she switched to running off with my makeup bag. That is now nicely hidden in my closet. Everyday it is something else of mommy's that gets swiped.

Well yesterday she did it again. I was getting ready to put her in bed and I was fixing her blankets when I turned around and saw it...

she had swiped my Yahtzee game. Now, come on! That was hidden in a drawer in my bedroom. She is getting sneaky.

(Yes, yes, I am getting to the part where I finally tell you the new thing she has learned.)

So there I am looking at the pad of scorecards and 2 dice. 3 are missing. Wonderful. I turn around and look right at Nafeeza. I said, "Nafeeza! You took mommy's Yahtzee game."

She looks up at me, looks me dead in the eyes and says....

"I not do it, Bubba did!"

(Bubba is what she calls her brothers)

That little turkey! She has already figured out that when she is in trouble she should blame her brothers!

I look right back at her and say, "Nafeeza, don't you lie to me. I know you took that game."

She looks up then quickly looks down, her lower lip pushed out in that little 2 year old pout and nods her head. She then looks back up at me, "sowwy." (sorry)

I reached down and hugged her, thanked her for saying sorry and told her not to take mommy's stuff again. She said, "o-tay" (okay).

I am still in shock. Two years old and blaming brothers.

Add A Comment