While Lily is not “stealthy” (as noted in a previous post), she is nothing if not observant. Ms. Eagle Eyes is most observant when it comes time to play “talk.” If she had her druthers, she would play “talk” all the livelong day. If I had my druthers, I would apparently use antiquated words and phrases that would leave my readers wondering what in the world is wrong with me.
Fortunately, I have my druthers.
Also fortunately, Lily does not.
As I have discussed ad nauseam, her favorite activity is taking little toy characters, blocks, balls, food, fingers, and imaginary characters plucked from books and having you “be” one while she gets to act for the other. Do I need to mention that you do not get to pick which one you get to be? Anyway, she often tosses your appointed character in your lap, commanding you to “talk.” Of late, she often adds the name of the character along with a mixed-up pronoun. For example, tossing a robot from Yo Gabba Gabba at you saying, “I be Plex. Talk.” After we correct her, she will, in a very business-like way, say, “I mean you be Plex. Talk. Please.”
Although the situations you play “talk” with continue to evolve, it is still dreadfully boring at times, as you are not allowed much artistic liberty in the part your character is to play. If we are playing “I fell down. Somebody help me!” then your character had better stick to the script. If we are playing “I bonked my head! I need to go to the doctor!” then you are allowed to substitute “Oh, and I also hurt my foot.” It’s confusing, but you will eventually learn your lines when you repeatedly get told, “No” and have your character taken away from you, thrown back in your lap, and are re-commanded to talk.
Doesn’t it sound fun?
The reason I’m documenting this yet again is that the new, and most frustrating aspect, is that she will now stalk you when she wants to play talk, carefully monitoring your activities and waiting for you to slip up.
Mommy: “I can’t play talk now, Lily, I’m eating my breakfast.”
The SECOND I finish my last bite, I hear, “Mommy is all done with breakfast. Mommy can talk now.”
Mommy: “I can’t play talk now, Lily, I’m cooking dinner.”
Lily whirls to find Daddy and stares him down. “Daddy can play talk now.”
We also often here the plaintive, “Mommy can talk now, just for a little bit, please” or “Daddy can talk just one last time, please” that makes you feel like a monster for being bored out of your mind playing one more round of “Plex’s batteries need recharging.”
Her favorite is “Would you like to play talk now?” but oddly enough, it often comes out as a mixed up “You would like to play talk now.”
Ummm, do I now, Lily?
I’m pretty sure that the next step will be a swinging stopwatch as I hear the sweetly-voiced words “Look into my eyes…you would like to play talk now…”
Hmmm…I’m feeling the overwhelming urge to go play talk now. Nobody snap their fingers, or I’m pretty sure I’ll start clucking a chicken.
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