I listen to podcasts on my iPad and Dash has started calling them “Pad Casts”. Makes sense to me.

“I’m going to work mommy!” ::picks up doctor kit toy and heads towards the basement:: “Oh good. What do you do for work?” “I’m gonna check on the servers in my office in the basement!” ::leaves, goes downstairs:: “I had a good day at work mommy!” ::has returned two minutes later:: “Oh yeah?...

I’m going to my office mommy. I have to check the server.

Dash: You’re wearing your ring Daddy. Me: Yep. Dash: It’s your sweating ring.

Granny and Grandpa took care of Dash for the day… From: Grandpa Subject: “Your nose is snotty” After we stood around swinging Dash and watching him climb and slide I carried him across the snowy part to the cleared path to speed the way back home. This is what he said as I carried him. So I replied something like: so is yours Mr. Pot calling...

Dash: can I have more eggs please? Me: Yeah! You want more eggs? Dash: I want ALL the eggs.p

One thing a two year old will try to do is manipulate you into conceding to a later bedtime. Even if this never or almost never works, the two year old will grasp at any straw they can in order to delay having to go to sleep. Often Dash’s distractions of choice are “I want bunny,” “I need water” and “I need towel...

“Dash, don’t walk on that.” “Ugh! You’re ruining my life!” I bet Ian didn’t expect to hear that until Aphra was 13.