From the mouth of my babe

Driving home in the car yesterday evening, I was praying aloud, chatting with God about my first official, paying yoga class that I just taught (wahoo!!!). “Well, how do you think that went, God? I know that you will bring whoever needs to be there and that I have nothing to worry about. I think it went well! It was fun!”

Grace Louise chimes in, “Who are you talking to, mommy?”

“Jesus,” I say.

She predictably responds, “I talk to Jesus too!” That’s her new thing… whatever I like, she likes too; whatever I do, she does too. (I guess that means I better be saying and doing only things that can be repeated!!!)

I ask her, “What does Jesus say to you?”

And she replies so matter of factly, “Hey Buddy!”

Not exactly King James language, but oh, out of the mouth of babes!

Grace Louise is not quite two, but, WOW, her vocabulary is ridiculous. And the way she puts together sentences, the things she remembers from previous conversations; she's keeping me on my toes, for sure!

The other day Jimmy was leaving for work and after giving a good-bye kiss, Grace Louise reminded him, “Be careful, daddy!”

WHAT?!?! He stopped dead in his tracks. Yes, Yes, your (almost) two year old just issued a bid for your safety.

She told me something similar a few weeks ago while riding our bike around the neighborhood. About half way into our ride, me a little wobbly from peddling up hill, Grace Louise reminded me, “Be careful mommy. Don’t fall off!” I guess from her point of view, my biking skills were sub-par.

Another line she's notorious for: "I wanna hold that baby right there!" (said with a really sweet southern twang). I think she might be a great big sister one day!

She puts in her requests at bedtime. I’ve always sang two particular songs to her while rocking (since the day she was born, actually), I Love You Lord and Oh How I Love Jesus. Now-a-days, I start singing one of the two, only to be interrupted by my nursing piglet saying, “I non't like dat one. Sing Jesus Loves Me.” So we sing...

Grace Louise recently told me “I love you” first. Not a conditioned response to what I tell her a million times a day. Just because. Heart. Melted. Right. There.

I've always loved those emails, "The Things Kids Say," line after line of hilarious, sweet, or even heart-gripping words spoken innocently by children. (notice I said innocently by children, not by innocent children! lol!)

I guess that's one of the perks of being a mom, your own personal spoken entertainment! And many many memories of sweet first words and conversations. From the mouths of our babes.

"Nuk nuk nuk."

The sound we use to make babies suckle. Grace Louise is giving her baby ninny too!

"Yippee! I made a tower!"

She likes building towers more than cooking. Architect or chef. I'm cool with either!