When it's Sunny Day

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That's what Laynee says when she means tomorrow.
Here's an example of how she used it today...

Me: Laynee, would you please put away all those clothes that you tossed in the corner over there? There really aren't that many. It will be so easy!

Laynee: In a minute, Mom.

Me: (15 minutes later) Loo, your clothes are still waiting for you! Look! It's only your swim suit, a jacket and a pair of jammies. Come and get them, please.

Laynee: (pretends she didn't hear me)

Me: Layna! Did you hear Momma? I asked you to come get your things.

Laynee: (nods her head but continues on in her little world of Polly Pockets.)

Me: (walk over to her, lifting her chin in my hand and making eye contact) Elayna Rae. Mommy asked you to come and put your clothes away. Remember what I said earlier? If you don't put them away, then they become mine and I get to give them to another little girl who will take care of them. Do you want that to happen?

Laynee: (rolls her eyes) Mom. You can't give another little girl my things. That other little girl doesn't like germs. Plus, when it's Sunny Day, you won't even remember to give them to her. So now can I play more?

Uhhhhh, dang. She's got my number.

Comments

The Raguskus Family said…
that is too funny! isn't it great how quickly our kids figure us out?
September 17, 2011 at 1:36 AM
Mandy said…
Oh that girl!!! She and her cousin have both our numbers!!!
September 19, 2011 at 6:34 PM
Unknown said…
ERMA...you have me laughing out loud...! OMG (stands for OH MY GOSH hehehe here in UTAHHHHHHHHHHH yeah they have the parents all figured out...like Lauren sho turned 5 yes 5 you heard me 5 on Monday and her teeny tiny squeeky voice will melt you every time... everything is just a "matter of fact" with her...plain and simple, if you don't get it she just looks at you like "are you kidding"???? I just love love love love this age....I am so glad you are blogging to keep these memories alive...believe me...your precious time...will go down in history! love and hugssssssssssssss ...me
September 21, 2011 at 3:43 PM
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