At almost 3 (gasp) my daughter is growing so fast and changing everyday. Her questions are rapid and seem to be pulled out of thin air;
“Why is the water going so fast?”
“Who is that person?”
“What’s that smell like?”
“I saw your bum, want to see mine?”
Keeping up with her, educating her, and attempting to build her character without creating a sarcastic, twisted, slightly jaded version of myself is exhausting.
I’m on my toes when I’m with her, ready for her toddler curiosity;
“Those are rapids, we don’t play near water, hold mommy’s hand and ask if you want to swim; I don’t know that person, mommy doesn’t know everyone in the world, it’s nice to smile, try not to mimic mommy’s dirty looks; I don’t know what that smell is, it’s probably daddy, I smell him a lot, but we shouldn’t ask that question; I know you saw my bum but we’re in a public washroom so lets keep that to ourselves and you can keep your bum in your pants thankyouverymuch.”
She’s almost 3.
*cue panic attack.
I have no idea what I’m doing but I love every minute of it.