It’sÂ a new phrase that my kid picked up from daycare.Â Â (Gotta love a place where childrenÂ get a chanceÂ to expand their vocabularies.)Â He uses it whenever he doesn’t get his way, which latelyÂ seems often.Â Of courseÂ he says those four words to get a rise out ofÂ me, and has no clue whatÂ they really mean, but that doesn’t make it any less annoying.Â He sounds like a spoiled rich kid, which is ironic becauseÂ as far as I can tell he’s broke.Â My boy is a hater.Â And like Mary say’s “we don’t need no hateration.”Â I’m proud of the fact that he speaks veryÂ well for a three year old (I’m around shrunken people a lot in my workÂ so I know).Â Nevertheless, the kid chooses some of the worst words EVER to practice his annunciation.Â Â Â
Fortunately for me, and probably her too, my lil lady has never in all her life said anything like that. The best she did was call me by my first name, tell me she wasn’t my friend, and I don’t like to share. This all stemming from me not letting her have any more of my ice pops because 1) she had her own and 2) she’d already eaten 3 of my six.
my most recent: last night, he’s lying in my lap, smiling, tells me he has a secret, then points to his mother and says, i love her better than you.