I hate that Whirlwind is growing up.
I absolutely cannot stand when adult words come out of her mouth. Things like, “Pass me my iphone” or “Do you know who sings this song? I think its One Direction” or ” This would look great on my blog”.
Granted two out of three of those things she has heard me say.
I love One Direction.
Some mornings Whirlwind and Baby Bot watch television while I am on the treadmill. One day I was searching channels for a “show” and parked the channel on YTV.
I wasn’t really paying attention, but I knew enough that the kids were watching a sitcom and not a cartoon.
Later that night while Whirlwind was in the shower (yes, I said shower, sigh….) she called to me, ,”Mommy, I am getting myself nice and clean to meet a boy.”
What The What?!
I could hear the rewind button.
“Oh you know, that’s what my life is like with boys, you know Life with Boys….”
I don’t know the show Life with Boys. But, its never coming back on in my house until my daughter is at least thirteen. It’s all Max and Ruby, Caillou, Dora and Zigby around here. And I am going to keep it that way for as long as I can.
Or at least until I kill Caillou.