Special Episode - Sweetheart's One-Liners

Today on Sweetheart's One Liners, I'm just going to tell you one story, the story of the chair, with a bonus feature at the end. 

One day I left Sweetheart at the table to finish her lunch while I took Princess and laid her down for nap. As I was giving Princess just one last kiss, I heard a big crash from the kitchen followed by crying. I ran in to find that Sweetheart had tipped her chair over, and her little knee had popped through the decorative part in the middle of our cheap dining room chair and broken it. And this is where the hysterics began. Over the course of the next half hour or so I tried unsuccessfully to calm her down. You have to imagine much crying and distress on her part as she said these things:

As I tried to calm her down, she told me, "Mom, we have to fix the chair, because it's just too big to fit in the garbage!" (She then collapsed into a puddle of tears in the middle of the floor.)

I tried to help by telling her that when Daddy got home, maybe he could look at it, and she said, "Yeah, because Daddy is a good fixer, and you are NOT!" Gee, thanks, dear.

All this crying was not because she was hurt, but because she was upset that she broke the chair. I kept trying to reassure her that I didn't care about the chair, I just wanted her to be okay. After I said this a few times she actually got a little mad and told me, "I'm fine, mom, look! I'm not even bleeding! But the chair! The chair is so broken!"

The thing that finally got her calmed down was that we called Marquis's dad, who is a "super good wood fixer," and he told her he would come and take a look at it when he could.  She will still forlornly tell me the story of the broken, chair, though.

As a special bonus feature, today you get a sneak peak at the first ever Princess's One Liners! That girl has started talking like crazy, and it has really been fun to realize that that weird thing she says that sounds a lot like, "Whatcha doin'?" actually really is, "Whatcha doin'?"  She likes to add extra bits to her words, so it is more like, "Whatcha doin-aaa?" and lately she has really been an overachiever, and it has been, "Whatcha doin-aa-naa-nnaa-NAA?" 

A few days ago she was "helping" me sweep the floor when she dropped the Swiffer. She got down on the floor next to it and said, "Oh, no! You okay? Yeah? Okay," and then she picked it back up and kept sweeping. Looks like imagination is alive and alive and well in this one , too!