Conversations with Lucy

Lately it seems as thought Lucy has reached that stage of "word explosion." Everyday she says something new(some of which is better left undocumented).

Mommy: Do you love daddy?

Lucy: I lub oo daddee

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Baba: Do you love your Grandma Marilyn?

Lucy: I lub Gamma Ramen

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Mommy: Today we are going to see Auntie Susan and have lunch at Ikea

Lucy: (Silently staring out the car window)

Mommy: Ok, Lucy? We are going to see Auntie Susan.

Lucy: I sigh

Mommy: What? You’re sorry?

Lucy: I sigh

Mommy: You’re sorry?

Lucy: No, no I sigh

Mommy: Your shy?
Lucy: Ya, I sigh.

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Lucy: (Typing vigorously on the computer keyboard) Mommy, I busee

Mommy: Oh really? What are you doing?

Lucy: I busee

Mommy: What are you doing?
Lucy: I chicken eemay (translation: I’m checking email)

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Mommy: (Combing her hair)
Lucy: Mommy pee-e
Mommy: Mommy pee?
Lucy: No, mommy pee-e
Mommy: You want me to pee?
Lucy: No, mommy pee-e
Mommy: Mommy's pretty?
Lucy: Yes, mommy pee-e!

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