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Desi is getting better everyone!!! He is still a little congested so we have been spraying some saline solution in his nose to clear it up. He is back at daycare with all of his little friends, so all is well.

Anyway, the post is really about my experience with Desi on the ride to daycare every morning. One word...HILARIOUS.

I drive Desi to daycare every morning. This is what goes on in the car on our way there.

Desi: MOMMY!
Me: Yes Desi?
Desi: Hungee! Foodt.
Me: Hold on Desi
Desi: MOMMY! Goldfish.
Me: I don't have goldfish right now Desi
Desi: Mommy! Nana!
Me: You ate the banana already baby boy
Desi: No, nana!
Me: No Desi
Desi: Mulk mommy, mulk
Me: Hold on Desi, mommy is driving. Wail 'til I stop at a light and I will get you your milk.
Desi: Okay mommy...mulk mommy!
Me: Desi, what did I say?
Desi: Peas?
Me: No Desi wait a sec

*this goes on the whole car ride sometimes*

So yesterday, I tried something new. I ignored him after a while. Here is the conversation.

Desi: Nana Mommy!
Me: Hold on Desi
Desi: Okay mommy...nana mommy.
Me: Alright Desmond
Desi: Turn on mommy!
Me: The music is on Desi
Desi: No mommy! TURN ON!
Me: (I turn up music)
Desi: Thankum...mulk mommy!
Me: Here (give him milk)
Desi: (3 seconds later) all done. Here mommy!
Me: Desi I am driving. Hold on to it please.
Desi: Okay mommy...here mommy. All done!
Me: (irritated by this point) Give it here Desmond
Desi: Mommy hungee! Goldfish
Me: (ignoring)
Desi: Mommy fooodt. Fooodt mommy. Goldfish?
Me: (ignoring)
Desi: Mommy...mommy....mommy? MOMMY!
Me: (irritated) Yes Desmond
Desi: So happy!
Me: (melting) Aww, Desi! Mommy is so glad that you are happy. Aww, baby that is great!
Desi: Yeah, so happy mommy

That was definitely the silver lining!!! I have never heard him express himself that way so I was just delighted. Let's just say I was no longer irritated. He really knows how to win me over! LOL!

Night Night!

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