Molly is at that uncomfortable age when toddlers know exactly what they want but may not be as verbal as they would wish. We spend many moments of the day working out communication.
"Mah tar tar!" she complained at lunch today. Then, impatiently, "Mah tar tar!!" My interpretation skills were taxed. It took me a couple of tries and some sign language.
A few minutes later: "Phmmhnn! Mama!! Phmmhnn!!" I have heard that one before. Not sure how I figured it out, but I felt like a genius.
Next:: "Pup pup!"
I'm on it, honey. I got you more carrots, a spoon, and now you need a cup. All your needs are met, right?
"Bwa bwa a tah tah," she just said.
Thank goodness Jeff was home to tell me she wanted help closing the lid of the jack-in-the-box.
I'm so glad I just work here!