for those of you that know my little talker, this story will come as no surprise to you.

for those of you that have not had the priviledge of meeting my little stella, well…you’ll just have to take my word for it. she talks. she talks a lot. she speaks in full sentences. did i mention she’s not 2 years old yet? yea. it’s pretty insane. and to top it all off, she’s small for her age. it’s like talking to a 4 year old in an 18 month old body.

yesterday she came into the kitchen and said this:

“mommy! i so mad!” (she was also crying a little bit.)
“oh no…why are you mad, stella?”
” mommy, i have boogs in my nose!” (pointing to her gross snotty nose.)
“what should we do about that?”
“i don’t wike it, mommy! i want to hode you!” (i love that kids say “hold you” – it’s the cutest thing ever.)

we had an entire conversation about her nose and why she was mad.

i sometimes have to step back and remind myself that i’m not talking to my 4 year old. i’m talking like this with my nearly 2 year old.

i love that i can just ask her what is wrong and she will tell me – in a full sentence. i can ask her what she wants and she will tell me – in a full sentence.

on the flip side, i have a feeling i might be in trouble in a few years.

but let’s just focus on the now.