While at Urgent Care Wednesday evening, treating an ear infection, Drew and I had a little conversation:
Drew: "I wanna go Chuck E Cheese!"
Me: "OK, Drew. We can go to Chuck E Cheese one day."
Drew: "I wanna play basketball with Daddy. And [sister's name]. I wanna go to Chuck E Cheese."
At that point, I would have really enjoyed being almost anywhere other than where we were. The wait at Urgent Care was going on two hours, and I was growing impatient and increasingly tired.
Drew: "I go Check E Cheese!"
Me: "OK, Drew. We can go to Chuck E Cheese one day, as soon as you learn to go pee pee and poo poo on the potty."
Drew: "Like [sister's name]?," he questioned.
Drew: "OK, where is potty?"
Me: "Drew, you want to go to the potty right now?"
Drew: "Yes, go pee pee, go poo poo on the potty. Go to Chuck E Cheese!"
I tried to explain to Drew that we really needed to stay in our examination room. While I am all about the "potty training," I also knew that I did not want to miss (and have to wait longer for) the doctor for an uneventful trip to the potty.
Drew: "Go poopy! Go to Chuck E Cheese!"
As I continued telling Drew that we couldn't go to the potty right that second, he decided to slide down the wall he was standing against, squat in place and pretend to go poopy. It was hilarious! And, most surprising, he actually understood every aspect of our conversation. I was using a lot of language throughout that I really thought was kind of over his head. Apparently not, as he clearly understood everything I was saying.
Our little conversations around here are getting really fun!