|At Shoney's on Megan's birthday 2012: Megan and Caitlin and food! And then the two of them blowing spitballs!|
While dicing veggies for supper last night:
Megan: My birfday’s coming up soon.
Me: Ohhhhh, noooooo. <look of anguish> Oh, Megan, I forgot, you hate birthdays.
Megan: No. No. I love birfdays.
Me: Aren’t you fasting from birthdays this year?
Megan: No, *Mummy*!
Me: But aren’t you allergic to cake?
Megan: No, no, I’m not. I’m not. <kind of getting a little agitated, even though I do this every year with her>
Me: Doesn’t frosting give you hives?
Megan, getting her humor on: No, YOU give me hives! <big belly laughs>
Every year Megan starts talking about her next “birfday” the day after her birthday. She does the same thing with Christmas, only last Christmas she started talking about it before the day was out.
She starts out by saying her birthday is coming up…
Megan: My birfday is coming up!
Me, laughing: You silly, you just had your birthday yesterday!
Megan: Yeah, but it’s coming up soon.
Me: Welllllll, in another year it is, but you just had your birthday yesterday. You have to wait a whole year to have the next one.
Megan. Ohhhhh, yeahhhh. For my birfday, can you get me more dollhouse people? And dat coloring fing? Da coloring pages in da book? And new markers.
Me, resigned to it: We’ll see, okay?
And so, for the next two months at least, this conversation is repeated over and over. And over and over and over again. ;)
It’s okay though. Someday, far in the future, I may start repeating myself over and over again too. ;)