We had "taco night" with our neighbors. Chris made pulled pork roast, the neighbor husband made a yummy Mexican-y chicken soup. The wives helped prep fixings. The girls ate a little and then ran around eventually (and probably inevitably) shedding clothes in the process.
When it was time to leave, Ada was convinced to put her boots on, so we left it at that for the half-block walk home. As often happens when it is time to leave, Ada had a melt-down about a non-issue. This time, she saw her friend eating a tortilla and demanded a tortilla. Of course this was the last one, of course dinner was over, of course this was just a ruse, a vain attempt to stall our departure. Chris and I held firm and Ada followed me out the door. The whole (thankfully short) walk home, Ada screamed at the top of her lungs "I WANT A BIG TORTILLA!" over and over. If only I'd had the video camera, I could have captured this classic toddler insanity. Wearing only her purple rain boots, screaming about tortillas, really feeling it, but still walking back home because that is where her family was going.
I think this is the real reason I have a blog. How else would I remember this perfect moment of the toddler experience?
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Delicious Dinner, Awesome Ending
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Love, love, love that phase!
ReplyDeleteShe'll grow out of it. Just wait till she turns 13!
Oh my god that is hysterical. I am glad you shared this with us! Put a big smile on my face.
ReplyDeleteYou mean, boots and nothing else? Nearly naked shouting "I want a tortilla?" Classic.
ReplyDeleteoh, i would have settled for a photo.
ReplyDeleteawesome.
Too bad you didn't have the video camera. That'd be a great blackmail piece for high school graduation.
ReplyDeleteAh yes, toddler melt downs. I'm becoming very familiar with those. We seem to have them any time we have to go anywhere these days although Ada's sounds particularly amusing.
ReplyDeleteI wondered if she was naked except for the purple boots, too. Too cute!! I've often thought the same thing about my blog...I'm not "that mom" who writes down every cute event, phrase, etc. I always think I should write it down, but life gets in the way. My blog has become a great place for documenting Builder Boy's adventures-the good, the bad and the very, very ugly...
ReplyDeleteYup. Naked. Good thing weather has turned a bit - nothing froze during the short walk home.
ReplyDeleteSmiling and eyebrows to the sky.
ReplyDeleteBrrr.
It drives me bonkers. There could be ten fucking tacos on the table and PHoebe will only want the one that the other kid has.
ReplyDeleteIf you're going to scream for a tortilla, best to make it a BIG one.
ReplyDeleteI hate the non-issue tantrums.
ReplyDeleteActually I hate all tantrums, so there.
Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI mean, that sort of thing with my kid sometimes makes me a bit crazy but someone else's kid? Wonderful. Especially the boots.
It's such a cute image - but you wouldn't want it every day! Dudelet went through a brief phase of refusing to leave the house without coat, jumper, shirt etc but the London weather rapidly sorted him out.
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