Monday, August 3, 2009
the bee conversation
(snacking on a piece of seaweed at the park this morning)
Our blogging friends Michelle and Colin are visiting from out of town. We met up this morning to take a walk in the park and Colin was kind enough to share some of his seaweed with Poppy. Despite her expression, it was a big hit.
So here is Poppy's new favorite conversation (that we have multiple times a day)...
Scene: I finish buckling her into her carseat and shoo a fly out of the car before I get into my seat.
Poppy: Mommy, a bee eat you!
Me: What?! A bee ate me?
Poppy: No, a bee ate ME!
Me: Oh no, a bee ate you?
Poppy: makes a big chomping re-enactment with her mouth and points to her head. Yes mommy, a bee ate me. No, no bee.
After a dinner out on a patio last week where I was being swarmed with bees and kept shooing them away, Poppy asked what I was doing and I told her that I didn't want a bee to bite me. She is now obsessed with the fact that bees "eat" people. She has never been stung, and she has yet to see anyone else get stung, but now anytime she sees a fly, or anything else resembling a bee, that is the conversation that we must have and there is usually a body part that gets pointed to where she claims the bee "ate" her. And it cracks me up that she constantly mixes up her "me, you and my's".
Posted by Amanda on Monday, August 03, 2009