Oh the words they say

Today is a better day. Got started off early with of course a cup of coffee that I was able to make by myself with out the girls screaming, "It's my turn" with regards to who puts the coffee in the filter and who presses the button. The girls were still asleep. I actually got to watch part of the news this morning with no interruptions from the monkeys climbing all over me. I sometimes feel out of touch with the world seeing as though I pretty much just stay at home with the girls and most of my daily conversations include the phrase, "Let's go potty". Yet that's what being a mom of two little ones is like. You discuss everything it is that you're doing or going to do. Sure enough this makes for quite a conversation with two year old Cocoa. Almost everything you say she'll try and repeat back at you except that she'll be missing a word or two or four. She'll try and sing a song and will normally just shout out the last word in the verse. It is rather cute though. She's moving around to the beat and bopping her head in time to the music and you hear, ".....Manatee.......for me......up above....love." Since I'm around her more it's easier for me to understand what she's saying or trying to say. It's as though I'm a translator specializing in the secret language of a two year old. She'll sometimes be on the phone with her daddy and all I hear is her end of the conversation. Once I get back on the phone I do my best to clear up any confusion for my husband. On the other end of the spectrum is Sweet Pea who has volumes of words stored up in her vocabulary. She just needs to start understanding the definition of some of those words. Case in point, she likes to use the word "frustrated". She'll crinkle her nose and say she's frustrated when she can't have the big fork and has to use the kid size fork. I then remind her that it has the princesses on it and then she seems to be OK with it. The word frustrated just seems strange coming out of the mouth of a four year old. I remember when she was about two and a half and we were in the Starbucks drive-thru, I ordered my drink and pulled up to the window. From the back seat I heard her voice say, "Benti Pepper Mocha". She was clearly trying to repeat my drink order of a venti peppermint mocha. I had to turn around and smile. I even smile about it now.