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A few days ago I found Sofia leaning over her crib rail in gymnast fashion, and I knew it was time. Yesterday Tony disassembled her crib, and Sofia now has a newly reconfigured day bed, a.k.a. big girl bed. We took a very excited Sofia and Dominic upstairs to see her new bed. As I busied myself around her room making sure it was toddler proof, Sofia and Tony sat on her bed and started to play Tony’s favorite choice- The Nap Time Game, while Dominic played in his walker. The Nap Time Game basically consists of Tony lying down and taking a nap while Sofia puts her stuffed animals and blankets around him. After a while I began to get frustrated that I was running around doing all this work while my husband was napping on the big girl bed, and requested that he lend a hand.

There are times when Sofia will ask Tony to play with her while he is in the middle of something. He asks Sofia to wait until he is finished whatever task he is working on, and she will usually comply and play with something while she waits. He then has a tendency to finish his task and try to go onto something else while Sofia appears otherwise engaged. It’s not that he does not want to play with her, he just has several things that he wants to get done that day and figures she will not notice if she’s busying herself with independent play. If I am present when this happens I will give him a ration of crap for not making good on his promise to her.

It was with this in mind that Tony rejected my pleas for assistance yesterday, without even opening his eyes from her bed. “Sofia is asking me to play with her, I need to do this.” I get just a little bit enraged that he would choose this well timed moment to throw my words back and me, point at him, and yell (second word spelled out to avoid toddler repetition), “YOU S. U. C. K!!!”

Sofia turns around to Tony, points at him and yells “YOU S. C. K!!!” Tony and I could not help ourselves and erupted into hysterics. Thank goodness she missed the U, but the message was clear. I apparently need to be cognizant of not only what I say, but also what I spell these days. This kid is way to smart for her own good.

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