Scarlette is getting to the age where I have funny stories to tell on her because she’s developing such a little personality.
We’ve just recently started venturing out with her. I took her to the grocery store this week and had my back to her for a moment while checking out. The woman in line behind me said “Excuse me, does your baby know sign language?” “Yes, she does” I answered, a bit confused. I mean, that seemed like a random thing to ask someone.
“Well, she keeps looking at my food and signing ‘eat’ to me” she said.
Apparently, my child saw her bunch of bananas and was like “Hello total stranger, PLEASE FEED THOSE TO ME RAT NAO!”*
Scarlette has also discovered my anatomically correct boy baby doll. Don’t even try to tell me you forgot about this. I had planned on giving it to her when she was older but she saw him in my closet and dragged him out. Then I had to put one of her diapers on him because she was fascinated by his boy parts. She loves this doll and will randomly walk over to him and hug him. “Such a sweet girl to your baby” I tell her.
She had toddled away from a half-empty bottle of milk so I scooped up both it and the baby doll, pretending to feed it. “Look Scarlette, Mommy is feeding the baby!” I told her. This is what my baby book says to do y’all. It says to engage her in pretend play with baby dolls. So I did. Scarlette whipped around, reached out and yanked the bottle out of my hands. She took a sip from it and then threw it on the floor.
I picked it up again, because I’m glutton for punishment and also because I wasn’t sure if she was jealous or just hungry. You know, because sometimes she puts her bottle down and then she spots it ten seconds later and is all “MILK! I AM SO THIRSTY! I HAVEN’T HAD MILK IN FOR-EVER! MILK! MY PRECIOUS! MYYYY PRECIOUSSS!”
So you know, there’s that.
This time she reached out and hit the bottle out of my hands as hard as she could. Then she proceeded to smack the baby doll across the head. I also tried brushing the baby’s hair. That sent the hairbrush flying across the room. The good news is that she has a really good arm. The bad news is, I’m a wee tiny bit nervous about her first play date…
Also? I feel as though we’re all in agreeance about the idea of her being an only child.
*”rat nao” is southern for “right now” as in, that is how we sound when we say it.