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Smart Kid
by Tricia

Last night I went down to the Thompson's to help Jason with the kids while Kelli had a well-deserved night out with her sister. Not that Jason isn't capable of handling both children, but he might have ended up ripping out his own hair had he been left alone to watch them both simultaneously. Connor can't really move, but Kayla is a whirlwind of energy and requires quite a bit of attention.

Upon Kelli's departure, Kayla went into tantrum-mode, as toddlers tend to do. She screamed and howled and cried for Moooommmmieeee and Auntieeeee KIM! Jason and I both assured her that Mommy and Auntie Kim would be back later and Hey - look! Auntie T is here just to play with you! She came down to spend time with you and you alone! This did not help. After a few minutes of sitting on Jason's lap she started to calm down a bit and she turned herself sideways so she was laying across his legs with her head hanging over one of his arms and her legs over the other arm. She started to whimper again about Mommy and Jason said "Kayla, what are you doing?" Her very clear response?

"I throwing a fit"

Yes, yes you are.

A few minutes later we were happily playing in the basement with blocks and tea sets and pointing out the states on the map. When I asked her what her baby's (a Cabbage Patch Kid) name was, she thoughtfully said "Bo Rock Oba Ma." I couldn't help but giggle - she really soaks up everything she hears like a sponge. Not that she really knows what any of it means at this point - but that doesn't make it any less funny.

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