She said this, she did that

It’s probably about time I share some more Bubba-isms, before she’s in high school. Okay, I know that’s a while away yet but she seems to be growing at an alarming rate right now!

She’s definitely had a vertical growth spurt – more than an inch in a couple of months. During that time she has started saying to me that her legs are sore or tired. It dawned on me after a couple of times that she might be having growing pains so I’m massaging magnesium cream into them each night after her shower.

There’s loads of imagination and it’s so much fun. We are rabbits, dinosaurs, dogs, birds and all manner of creatures. I’m always the mumma critter, she’s the baby critter, Bella is the sister critter and Beary the brother critter. When I was tucking her in last week we were running through the people we love and the people who love us. When we got to the end, Love Bug said and we are ALL dinosaurs!

When I do something that pleases her {finish getting ready, finish my dinner, make my bed} I get this: good girl mumma.

She’d been in her bedroom putting her things away. When she came out I asked if her room was tidy? She gave me a very odd look. Yes mumma, but yours is not. Confused, I asked her what was wrong with my room. Well, I made us a cup of tea and it’s still in there because you didn’t drink it yet. {Of course}

Strapping her into her car seat, she grabs my cheeks Mumma, we are lucky girls are we? We are Love Bug. Because we love each other SO much.

Each night as part of her current bedtime routine she needs a band-aid to put on one or the other finger. Never her pinkie finger though. And each night she apologises to her pinkie finger. Sorry little finger, but I need to put the band-aid on your mumma {aka a bigger finger} because the band-aid is too big for you, okay?

I had a rash on my neck. She made me tip my head backwards and had a close look. Hmmmm, okay mumma we’ll put some cream on it, but you don’t scratch it, do you?

who is this big girl?


Another evening I was tired, so Little Doctor Love Bug got a torch and proceeded to look in my eyes, in my throat, in my ears and feel under my arms. I reached for my phone to take a photo and got told in no uncertain terms to put my phone down while she’s checking because it’s very important. Her diagnosis? You need a sleep mumma.

Mumma I don’t go in the washing mean, our clothes do.

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Amanda says:

    Wow! I adore the bubbaisms. Some wise ones in there 😉

  2. dogdaz says:

    Out of the mouths of babes.

  3. Bongo says:

    I hope I can meet Love Bug and be one her critters some day.

    1. She would LOVE that Bongo. She always talks about ‘when we go to visit Bongo’s house’. 🙂

  4. Gah! She’s a character. You’re smart to record these. They’re priceless!

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