Playing catch up- conversations

Gemma is at that age.  You never know what will come out of her mouth.  She knows lots of words and isn't afraid to string them together in the most ingenious ways.  Or express herself exactly.


Conversation 1:

I was getting ready to exercise at home.  Since I am practically by myself, I don't go to great lengths to look nice at all.  This day, I was wearing old shorts and a disgusting tank top.  I came out of the bathroom to go downstairs.  Gemma appeared to be completedly engrossed in her Sesame Street show, when she suddenly turned and looked at me.


Gemma: Oooooo!  Swimming suit! I go to?
Mama: Nope, not swimming suit.  Mama is going to exercise.
Gemma: Ooooo- go swimming?  In swimming suit?  I go to?

She would not be convinced that I was not going to the pool.  I finally distracted her with the TV and made my escape, but it was a tough sell.


Conversation 2:


I just finished exercising and came upstairs to find Gemma playing with Daddy.  Gemma came running over to investigate.

Gemma: Mama!  You play too?
Mama: Sure!  Just let me change clothes (see above)
Gemma: Yes.  Yes.  You need shirt and pants and earrings.  Then you play with me.

Apparently, accessories are now required for play time.


Conversation 3:
Variations of this conversation have played out multiple times over the last few months.  It has happened a number of times and it is always hilarious.

We finished dinner.  Gemma ate the cheese off the top of her pizza and nothing else.  No vegetables or fruit despite my best efforts.  The other kids have done a good job with eating AND we actually have cookies (this is rare).  Gemma sat with us for 6 minutes, ate the cheese off her pizza and then went to the living room to play.

Mama: William, would you like to have a cookie?
William: YES!  Sure!  Thanks mom!
Mama: Amelia, would you like a cookie?
Amelia: COOKIE?  OF COURSE!
Gemma: (runs back into the room) I HAVE COOKIE TOO???
Mama: I'm sorry, you didn't eat enough of your healthy stuff to get a cookie.  You can sit down and eat your fruit and vegetables now, if you want.
Gemma: No thanks.  Cookie?
Mama: No (blah blah blah, repeat repeat)
Gemma: (approaches John who is eating his cookie at the table) Hi Daddy (big grin)!  I share with you??