Wednesday, March 1, 2017
1/31 #sol17 I want a milkshake!
Each day, I am amazed at the new language that comes out of my toddler's mouth. She is like a little sponge soaking everything up and then spitting it back out at us throughout the day. Each day brings something new and unexpected.
We were all loaded in the car and on our way to the dog park. And by loaded I mean my husband, my father who was visiting for the week, my 2-year-old, myself, our wild Australian cattle hound, Cleo, and our old man, Tom, the greyhound.
Emerson, my daughter, loves to go with us to take our dogs exploring, especially because she can't wait to see other "goggies." We turned into the long driveway to our favorite dog park, the one with the long hike, the big stream or "pool" as Emerson calls it, and the big, open field. Sitting in the back seat with my daughter, I was glad that we were arriving and would soon be out of the slightly cramped car. Having a greyhound "dripping" on your shoulder and an Australian cattle hound panting in your ear is not exactly my idea of traveling in style.
My husband parked the car, and as we were waiting for the people next to us to finish unloading their dogs, my daughter stated proudly, "I want a milkshake mommy."
Where did that come from? All I could think was several months ago when we went to a new burger joint and I split a milkshake with her, but that was so long ago. Thankfully, after unloading her from the car and beginning our hike with the dogs, she forgot about her random and surprising request.
We have to go to the store later. Wonder what unusual and new word combination she will string together next.