Ess-H-Eye-Tee

To you, this might look like a picture of a toddler enjoying the hell out of some lemon pepper chicken and mashed potatoes.  This is not what this picture depicts.  This is the picture of a mommy eating a Monte Cristo with two hands and drinking a big ol drink.  Did you read that correctly?!

WITH TWO HANDS.

Tuesday, we went to Cheddar’s for dinner.  Brownlee mentioned it when he was on his way home but Addy was currently going to the fridge asking for “yo-guht” (yogurt).  I distracted her some with her camera until Brownlee got home and then it was time to put on shoes.  Which meant bye bye and who doesn’t love to go bye bye.  Then Brownlee’s all “are you hungry? Did she eat?”  And I go “no but she wants some y-o-g-u-r-t so we need to hurry up and go”.  Then I smacked myself in the forehead for spelling out a word.
We haven’t gotten to where Addy gets her own kids meal really, so we just order sides and give her pieces of our food (which Brownlee contributes to some recent weight loss).  But she never sits in the high chair for long.  At home she begs to sit in it just to watch Rio and eat dry Cheerios.  At a restaurant she’s all over the place wanting to sit in laps and give kisses and drink out of the straw. (She’s also picked up the habit of taking the straw to stir the drink before drinking it.  My bad.)

Dinner was a success and none of us were covered in mashed potatoes.  Remarkable.  I should have packed a kiddie spoon in my bag, but the soup spoon worked pretty well and she really enjoyed diluted lemonade.  But most importantly, I ate a sandwich with two hands for dinner.
Then we get in the car and she’s in the back playing with Foofa and Brownlee’s all “blah blah blah shit blah blah” and we hear Addy go “SHIT”.

So there will be lots more spelling of words.  Mostly cause I can’t stop laughing when she says it.  Brownlee replaced shit with “crap” but I don’t think that’s more appropriate for a toddler’s vocablulary.  I mean when I was pregnant and learned she had hearing capabilities I briefly considered us toning down the sailor talk but that was over before that blog posted.
At least I’m not alone in this.  A bumpie showed me this blog link. Hilarity.

Maybe we just need to pick back up our pig latin.  Oo-day ooh-ya oh-nay ut-way Im-yay alking-tay bout-aye.