NOAH AND HIS LUNCH TIME CHAT
- I check in on Noah nearly every day around lunch time by calling his babysitter (my mom) and he demands to speak to me on the phone. This is pretty much how the conversation goes every.single.day.
- Me: Hi, Noah, what are you doing?
- Noah: Mama? Hewwo? Mama? Hewwo? Hewwo?
- Me: Yes, Noah, I'm here. What are you doing?
- Noah: Boo-boo!
- Me: Boo-boo? Do you mean you hurt yourself?
- Noah: Yah, D'zzy did.
- Me: Your sister gave you a boo-boo? It was probably an accident. I'm sure you're okay.
- Noah: I hot.
- Me: You're hot? You mean you feel like you have a fever?
- Noah: Yah, I hot. (I hear him trail off.) Mamaw, I hot!
- Me: Noah? Noah?
- Noah: Mama? Hewwo? Hewwo? Bye-bye. I luh.
- Me: Bye-bye. I love you too.
- And then he hands the phone back to my mom. It took me awhile to figure out what the "I HOT" business was about. Finally, one day, after picking Noah up from my mother, she told me that she had given him chewable kids tylenol because he was a running a slight fever. Now, even at home, he very dramatically places his hand on his head and in the most sincere voice possible says, "I hot", expecting to get one of those sugary tablets.
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