So my quiet little two-year-old comes up to me last night at a superbowl party and says, “Iya ba high.” I had to have her repeat it a few times before I responded, “You’re a bad guy?”
“Yea, iya ba high.” She then points a toy gun at me and says, “Run, I bout to get you.” She proceeds to chase her daddy around since I’m not doing any running right now.
But hello? I’m a bad guy? When did my little innocent baby learn there are bad guys? And, want to be one? That’s it. She’s not allowed playing with boys anymore. In case you forget what she looks like, here she is:
(c) 2016 Leighann Marquiss
Comments (2)
Kids are the best! At least the “bad guy” took it easy on a pregnant lady. Must of had a good mom who taught her some manners. Well I guess the manners part is in questions since she is holding up people and threatening them. Oh well!
Um that might have been Joe who taught her that. He always wants to play policeman. And there have to be bad guys. whoops!