What's the Big i-Doody?

So it was just a matter of time before Ava's favorite word (dude) turned into doody. Partly because it was an easy transition to just slap a "y" on the end, and partly because she's three, and words like that make her laugh.

We hear the word doody in a variety of sentences:

In the song she sings as she washes her hands - hum the tune to Frere Jacques: "Top and doody (bottom), top and doody (bottom), in between..in between" etc...
She started saying, "What's the big idea!?" recently...and today, she switched it up to "What's the big i-doody!?" This happens to be my personal favorite. Makes me laugh, every, single. time.
Mommy-doody, Daddy-doody, Darlie-doody, etc. Nothing's funnier than tacking on "doody" to the end of a word. I guess.

Of course I can't think of any more, but seriously, if I had 5 hands, I still couldn't count how many times she has slipped "doody" in for another word.

Of course, as a three-year old, she has funny questions and sayings, in general. Yesterday, she asked me if my vitamin wrapper (it's a calcium chew) was Kelsi's shoe. Huh? I tried to explain that a 1 inch x 1 inch foil square is highly unlikely to be a shoe. Today, she corrected me and told me that indeed, it was NOT Kelsi's shoe.

I was also informed that sugar is not hot. It's cold. Glad to know. It might come in handy at some point. For something. Good observation, Ava, but technically, the sugar was room temperature.

And as I was encouraing her to go potty today, she gave me a dirty look. I asked her, "Did you just give me a dirty look?" Her response, "Yes. It was a dirty look for you." Gee, thanks. Just trying to help keep your pants dry, kid.

Tonight, we learned about spatial relationships. "Mommy, can I fit into the clock? The light? The tub? The sink? The toilet?" The toilet? I had to say no to that one. It's bad enough that I catch her wearing her potty seat as a hat at times.

It's always a treat when she opens her mouth - we never know what's going to come out. And that's how we like it. Predictable is boring!

Comments

Lisa said…

I still keep up with your blog, I just don't always get a chance to comment! Ah yes... all the wonderful things that come out of the mouths of babes. They keep us on our toes, that's for sure! And the questions! Oh my... so many questions.

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