Thursday, October 6, 2016

Ays mmm, says the baby girl

I've been babysitting my two-year-old niece Kiara for a couple of days now. Her parents drop her off in the morning and then pick her up at night. It's sometimes hard, but always fun.

Today, Kiara came up to me in the kitchen, carrying her small bag of clothes. "Snnmmm," she said.

"What?" I asked. "You want to go to SM?" We've been bringing her to SM Southmall, where she rides the carousel and eats cheese pizza and basically just runs around.

She shook her head. "Snnmmmmmm."

"SM?" I asked again. "Do. You. Want. To. Go. To. S. M.?"

She smiled and shook her head. Then she pointed to the freezer. "Ays Mmmm!"

She wanted ice cream! So I told her to sit in the living room and I'd bring her some ice cream.

She's there now, watching TV and eating half a cup of Choco Mallow Grahams.

And me? I'm back in the kitchen, wondering if she'd been threatening to leave (thus, the bag) if I didn't give her any ice cream.