You would think given the fact that my kids are only a little over 2 years apart I would remember so much and not be as shocked as I am by the Bean.  Sadly, you’d be wrong as I have a brain with huge holes in it and have forgotten just as much as I’ve learned- like how literal 2 year olds can be!

We were in the car a few weeks ago and the Bean asked me a question. I answered her with a quick “Yes, dear.” I obviously threw her for a loop because about 20 seconds later the Bean pipes up from the backseat of the car, “But I not a deer, I a peoples, Mommy.”  Poor grammar aside, she’s right.

Tonight at bedtime, the Bean was asking to sleep in our bed. I told her she couldn’t do that because then her crib would miss her and cry out to her asking her to please come back.  “But, Mommy- my crib no talk, silly!”

Under all her sass and fearlessness, I forgot sometimes that Bean is still just a baby! She may give me an attitude,  know more about dinosaurs then some adults and have a personality 10x her size, but she’s only 2.  I’m glad she speaks up about these little misunderstanding not only because they’re stinking adorable but because it reminds me again to slow down. To hold her more. To treat her like a toddler instead of a full fledged preschooler because soon enough she’ll know exactly what I’m taking about and then some of that magic will be gone.