In an effort to keep Vivi from screaming for snacks in the car due to sheer boredom we have started a new game of pointing out all the trucks.
On Monday Addie had about a million follow up questions to our truck observations which led us to talking about truckers.
For some reason Vivi has no problem saying ‘truck.’
However ‘truckers’ gives her some trouble. The ‘tr’ is replaced with something that sounds an awful lot like an ‘f.’
Keeping a straight face down I-70 the other day proved to be a challenge.
She also alternates between calling Percy ‘Poopy Cat’ or ‘Pussy.’ Some mornings Percy breaks into Vivi’s room and I’m awoken by a tiny little voice saying “Hiiiiii Pussy!”
I love how oblivious she is to social norms.
Sticking her hand up my skirt in line at the grocery store? Totally normal for her.
Licking mirrors in dressing rooms? Normal.
If you talk to her while she’s pooping she’ll hold up one finger in your direction and scream “NO! SHHHHH!”
Needless to say it’s awful fun to bug her when she’s pooping.