Josey talks a lot. Like pretty much all the time.
When I was a child, I remember getting Ns on my report card in the Controls Talking section.
An N is bad. It got me in trouble.
Josey is in for this same fate. I just know it.
Here are some things she has said. I find them so comical.
Conversation between me and Josey a couple of months ago-
Josey: Mom, Where's that horse?
Me: Josey, it's probably still sleeping.
Josey: I need to tell it damn it, wake up.
Me: Josey we don't say damn. It's a bad word.
Josey: Mama says damn. Daddy says damn. Matt says damn. Nynil says damn. Mama, we say damn.
I laughed too hard to respond.
Conversation between my mother and Josey the other day-
Josey: What color is that yogurt?
Nynil: It's blue.
Josey: Nynil, that's not blue. It's turquoise. You not know your colors?
Things she's said to me-
Mama, you be awesome.
Mama, I need to put my earrings in. I'm going to get boy ears.
My baby in my tummy is kicking. Wanna feel it? (her babysitter just had a baby, so she thinks she has a baby in her tummy)
In The Children's Place the other day- I need this skirt. Is it my size?
Those horses are acting like fools. (It's just funny to me to hear a two year old say the word "fool")
Conversation between my mother and Josey the other day-
Nynil: Josey, how much do you love me?
Josey: I love you eight.
Nynil: Earlier you said you loved me five.
Josey: Eight is more that five.
Later that day, she said to me "Mama, I love you six hundred."
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