Squish has taken to screaming "OWWW!" Whenever she wants attention. Or is frustrated. Or hungry. Or just plain bored. She uses just the right amount of edge in her voice to sound both insulted and adorable.
Obviously when we hear it all the time, we don't take it seriously when she says "Ow." She never says it when she's actually hurt... then we just get the delayed siren wail. You know the kind. Where she's crying but completely silent until she can catch her breath. And then she takes it to 11. The windows rattle, and the neighbors run to see where the ambulances are.
The child also has the fastest-growing fingernails I've ever seen. I have to cut them every other day, or we all look like we've been in a catfight. So obviously we say "Ow!" quite a bit around here. I guess it's a good thing we don't cuss when she scratches us.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
2 years ago
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