No Taking My Stethoscope!!

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Lizzie Lau

This evening in the car with my parents Vivi was babbling away when suddenly she said in a very firm, almost angry, voice,  “No Gammy.  Stop it.  No taking my stethoscope”.  

She was making her Thunder Face as she said it.  

no taking my stethoscope

It would have been crazy if she wasn’t actually holding a stethoscope.  But my mom, her Gammy, was sitting in the front seat and was no threat to the stethoscope at all.  It came out of nowhere and I have no idea where she heard that sentence structure.  This isn’t the first time she has used it though.  We were at a playdate recently, when one of the other children approached me.  V clung to my leg and shouted, “No taking my Mommy”.   Hmmmm.

Every once in a while I feel certain that V must be reincarnated and is remembering things from a past life.  We read a lot, every day, with a lot of repetition, so it’s no surprise that she has a pretty extensive vocabulary.  What blows my mind is her imagination.  At a 18 months, she was already playing pretend with her tea set, having conversations with her dolls, and setting up imaginary food stands everywhere, even in the hot tub.  Every once in a while I hear her say something that I didn’t teach her.  I’m with her 24/7 and we don’t have TV except for the Dora episodes I got for her.  So where does it come from?

Edited Oct 29, 2019
I guess back in 2012 I was guilty of thinking every single thing my toddler did was interesting and would bring joy in some way. I’m personally glad I saved some of these anecdotes, but now I understand that the point of a blog post is to provide something to the ready, so I apologize for my early babble. I’m not deleting it though. 😉