Just a few days ago, Riley and I were feeling a bit stir-crazy, so we decided to go out to lunch. We hopped in the car and drove down the street to Wendy’s for “chicken and fries!” as my 2-year-old always says. But as we waited in line to place our order, my daughter, who has become quite chatty the past few months, decided she wanted to talk with the woman standing in line behind us.
“I have a boo-boo,” she told the lady as she pointed to a scrape on her knee.
“I’m sorry,” the lady responded. “How did you get that boo-boo?”
And in a matter-of-fact voice, my darling daughter responded, “My mommy did it.”
WHAT!? I think it goes without saying that I was horrified! We don’t even spank in our house, and now my toddler is having a conversation with a stranger, overheard by everyone else standing around us, about how I gave her a boo-boo, which, by the way, she got when she fell on the floor at the library.
And, like a typical toddler, she just kept saying it, over and over again. “Mommy did it. Mommy did it. Mommy did it.”
I quickly turned to the woman and explained that my lovely daughter had recently entered a new blame-game phase. This wasn’t the first time I had heard her say, ‘Mommy did it,” “Daddy did it,” or “Sissy did it.” But it was certainly the first time she had ever decided to bring a complete stranger in on her little game.
I quickly grabbed my food and sat down at a table. And boy could I feel the stares. Then, I saw my toddler’s new best friend start walking toward me. All I could think was, “Great, now she is probably going to call someone” or something.
But to my surprise, she told me a story about when her daughter was young and misbehaving in a store. She decided to put her in a shopping cart, which didn’t thrill the little girl, who started yelling, “I don’t know you!”
The story put my mind at ease, and I breathed a small sigh of relief. But I can’t even express how happy I was to finish lunch and leave the restaurant. Today I learned just how true the popular “kids say the darnedest things” sentiment can be for a social little toddler. I also learned that it really is a good thing that I have nothing to hide! Who knows what topics my daughter will decide to talk about the next time we are waiting in line!
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