So Baby Lowly is starting to talk. She said her first real word the other day, if you don't count "mum mum," "dada," and "Baabaa" (which apparently refers to WeeBee.) I was holding her on my lap, facing me, when she suddenly pitched forward and smashed her forehead into mine. Then she grinned and announced, "Dinnnng!" Then she repeated the whole thing another 3 or 4 times. She thought it was hilarious. My head hurt for the next half hour.
Anyways, last night I was driving home from Grannie & Peepaw's house with the kids. WeeBee was very tired and borderline cranky, but Lowly was in a great mood. She spent, no exaggeration, a half an hour trying to get WeeBee to talk to her. This is what went on in the back seat, while I sat in traffic on the BQE.
Lowly: Baabaa. Baabaa. Baabaaaa. (shifts in carseat towards WeeBee) Baabaa. Baabaa.
WeeBee: No, Lowly! I don't want to talk! I'm tired!
Lowly: Baabaa. Baabaa. Baabaa.
WeeBee: No, Lows! I tiiiiired.
Lowly: (sinister giggle)
Mommy: WeeBee, Lowly just wants you to talk to her. Be nice.
WeeBee: No!
Lowly: Baabaa! Baabaa!
Mommy: I'm sorry, Lowly. WeeBee is tired. I'll talk to you.
Lowly: Mummum. Mummum.
Mommy: Yes?
Lowly: Baabaa! Baabaa! Baabaaaaaa! (shifts again to get a better look at WeeBee)
WeeBee: Lowwwwwly, stop it!
Fun times!
I love the sinister giggle.
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