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Booby Tracks, and Boot Camp

Been awhile since I have shared some of Vivia’s “Isms” so here are a few gems for ya!

My mom took Vivia to the zoo one day while I was working.  At the zoo, there is this machine that you put money in, and it makes a wax figurine of an animal. Some other random chotchkey that will end up being trashed! Anyway, Vivia asked my mother “What is this?” and my mom explained it to her. She said she wanted one, and Bella said “not today.”

Vivia proceeded to lay hands on this machine and pray. She said “Dear God, please make me a plastic animal” (or something like it…) and respectfully turned to my mom and said…

“I “Dear God-ed it”.

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Yesterday morning, I was working on the computer, and Vivs came up to me, my bra in hands, and said: “Look mommy, BOOBY TRACKS!!!”  “BOOBY TRAPS?,” I ask. “No, booby TRACKS!” She puts the bra on over her chest area and proceeded to march around the hallway dancing and singing a new song that went something like this: “Booby Tracks, Booby Tracks… la la la, Booby Tracks!!!”

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Right about the same time, she looks on my desk and sees a sign that Gabe’s coworkers made for him to welcome him the day he became an American Citizen. The sign is an American flag with some congratulatory words on it. Vivia picks it up and says …  “Mommy what is this?”  “A flag, Vivia”…     “Is this flag for our TROOPS?”

Where she got that, and how she put it together, I have NO IDEA. But I LMAO!  Never a dull moment!

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Her latest thing is to be a backseat driver. She is constantly telling me to “Take a left”. Or to “go I-4”. or asking me why I turned on a red.

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Not proud of this, but I had an argument with my mother in front of Vivia the other day. She didn’t say much at the time, but later in the day, she said “Mommy, I lost my truth.”  What honey? “I lost my TRUTH.”  then proceeded to mumble something about how I was mad at Bella and I just needed to say I was sorry because she “Lost her Truth”.

Out of the mouth of babes!

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The other night, it was BEAUTIFUL cool crisp weather, and Gabe and I talked about having a fire in our fire thingy in the back yard that night. Vivia got all excited. And then had a major meltdown- it was kinda late… So, we canceled the event as a consequence. She went to bed crying that she wanted the “Bootcamp!” the “Bootcamp!”  She has brought it up several times this week too, that “maybe tonight we can have the BOOTCAMP!”

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