I slept in just a shirt last night (long, unfortunately boring story) and so I was finishing up peeing pantsless this morning when Mikko walked in on me, as is his wont."Diaper," he signed. He always sleeps pantsless, easier for nighttime pottying, so I figured he wanted his underpants on. (He doesn't distinguish between undies and a diaper in his signing, but he'll always point to undies if we offer both.)
"You want your underpants?" I said.
"Me," he returned, at first confirming my suggestion. Then I remembered that he hasn't gotten his pronouns straight yet. Since we're the ones who say them so often, "me" refers to anybody else, and "you" is Mikko. To make his point clearer, he pointed at my tummy. "Me," he repeated, signing "diaper" again.
"Mama needs underpants on?"
"Yeah," he said, nodding vigorously. His job of restoring modesty to the family satisfied, he toddled off with his bum hanging out.
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I'm Lauren Wayne, writer and natural parent. I embrace attached parenting with an emphasis toward green living. 
4 comments:
That is HILARIOUS.
Interestingly, I have the opposite problem: the Boychick gets *really pissed* when I have to wear underwear to bed, and yells at me to get naked. By the time he gets used to it after a few nights, I of course am all done needing them. And the next month we repeat the whole shebang.
Tonight he strongly encouraged me to remove my pants, so you can't win!
The other day at the playground, a 6- or 7-year-old girl asked us why we weren't wearing shoes. I pointed to Mikko and told her that he made us take them off. "And you have to do what the baby says?" she said, bemused. What could I answer to that? Yes. Yes, we do. Or there's screaming.
That's a funny story. Thanks for the laugh.
So cute!
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