Also titled "Conversations with Libby"
I spend a lot of time talking to a preschooler. Actually, I spend a lot of time being talked at by a preschooler. Libby's daily word quota is very high.
Luckily, my bff has also been blessed with a talker so we are able to sympathize with (and laugh about) the sheer volume of
word vomit chatter that is spewed directed at us daily.
Here is an example of some of Libby's most recent
word vomit conversation with me:
Let me set the scene. We were sitting in the sunroom this morning. I was having my coffee and Emma Jane (who is still sick) was curled up in my lap and alternately coughing and moaning.
So Libby says to me, while wearing her very best sad face: "Mommy, why is Emma Jane just keep being sadder than me?"
Me (suppressing a huge eye roll): "Libby, Emma Jane is not sad. She is just very sick."
Brad pipes up and says, "Has she ever been this sick before?"
Me: "Not since
the ski trip from hell she got the stomach flu at my sister's.
Libby: "No Mommy, that was ME that got sick at Aunt Catie's house!"
Me: "Actually Libby it was both of you."
Libby: "Remember when I was frowing up at Aunt Catie's and I had to frow up in a pot? That was silly!"
Me: Actually I remember you missing the pot..."
Libby: "Yeah, I just did a lot of frowing up. I wonder were Aunt Catie's house just is."
Me: "It's in New Hampshire." (Just like it always has been!)
Libby: "I just haven't gone to Aunt Catie's house in a thousand weeks. It snows there. And is really cold. Mommy, do you think Santa is going to bring me any princess stuff this Christmas? It is just almost Christmas time and I really want some princess things. Pleeease!"
Me: "I am sure Santa will bring you some princess things."
Libby: "I only have three Princess Aurora pull ups left. I need to get some more. Will you buy me some at the grocery store?"
Me: "yes, we are going to the store today."
Libby: "I wonder if there are any princesses besides just Princess Aurora. Are you going to get me some other princess pull ups? I did stay dry all night a couple of nights ago but then I tee teed in it so I still need to wear pull ups at night."
(At this point I have stopped responding because she is not so much talking to me as to the universe in general.)
Libby continues: "Emma Jane still wears diapers so she doesn't need any princess pull ups. Did Emma Jane pick out a present for me at the Disney store yesterday? Can I have it for Christmas? Don't tell me what it is! I told Emma Jane about her present, but she won't amember so it is okay."
And this monologue continued for at least another ten minutes. It ended with Libby saying "Mommy, why does your head hurt?"