Once C got old enough, J started working weekends (she is otherwise a stay-at-home mom). The first weekend that J left, I was hanging out with C (this was before N arrived), and he asked where mommy was. I said “She\u2019s working.” He looked at me for a second, and then said “No\u2026She\u2019s shopping.”<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t help myself. I burst out laughing. I tried to explain that she was, in fact, working, but he just said “silly daddy. Mommy\u2019s shopping.”<\/p>\n
After a brief (futile) discussion, I decided to let him be right. No real harm done, and a pretty funny little private joke for us to share. So, on weekends, Mommy was shopping. Over the next few months, this joke grew out of control. Now, whenever Mommy goes anywhere without C, she is shopping. Fortunately, J\u2019s not offended.<\/p>\n
A few weeks ago, this odd little joke took on new life. My folks had been visiting, and when they were leaving C called out “Goodbye! Don\u2019t go shopping!”<\/p>\n
That was the start of something new. C apparently associates “shopping” with being away a long time. So when someone is leaving, and C wants them to come back soon, he calls out “Don\u2019t go shopping!” People being people, they tend to laugh and call back to him “Okay, I won\u2019t. Don\u2019t go shopping!”<\/p>\n
From misunderstanding to reinforced method of communication in three easy steps. Ah well.<\/p>\n
Goodbye for now. Don\u2019t go shopping!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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