Isn’t it something how little kids can make everything better in one conversation? My 2 year old cousin was eating cheerios in the living room while I poured out some frustration to my mother this morning. Carter is something of a mimic and his vocabulary is expanding at an alarming rate.
Me: It’s just stupid.
Carter: (to himself) It’s stupid.
(My mom and I exchange looks. She’s trying not to laugh, while I feel instant guilt for using such a harsh word in young Carter’s presence. His parents are going to kill me).
Mom: Maybe you should explain.
Me: Uh… Carter… You know… stupid isn’t really a very nice word. I’m sorry I said that. (no response) I think I should say awesome instead. You’re awesome, Carter.
Carter: Noooo… YOU’RE awesome, Carolyn.
Me: Aw… thanks, babe.
Carter: You’re welcome, babe.
My whole day is great now.