Confession 102: Talking in Circles

When you live with two toddlers, running around in circles is an everyday occurrence. Take this morning, for instance. It was time to go, so I told Garrett to come on. And again, and again, and AGAIN! As he was walking out the door he suddenly told me he was wet and needed a new Pull-Up. Ten minutes later the Pull-Up was changed and we were right back where we started; me telling Garrett to come on again. And again, and again and AGAIN!!

Lately, I've noticed that not only are we running in circles, we've started talking in circles, too. Take this conversation on the drive home yesterday:

Garrett: "Did Alex try to kill the lady?"
Me: "What?!"
Garrett: "Did Alex try to kill the lady?"
Me: "What?!"
Garrett: "Alex, in Madagascar. Did he try to kill the lady?"
Me: "No, he didn't try to kill her. She was fighting with him."
Garrett: "Was Alex mean to her?"
Me: "Not really. She was being mean to him and he was trying to stop her."
Garrett: "Why was she being mean to him? Did she not like him?"
Me: "No."
Garrett: "Why did she not like him?"
Me: "She didn't like cats."
Garrett: "What?"
Me: "She didn't like lions."
Garrett: "She didn't like lions?"
Me: "No."
Garrett: "Why did she not like lions?"
Me: "Garrett, I don't know! She just didn't like them."
Garrett: "So, she was being mean to him."
Me: "Yes, she was being mean to him."
Garrett: "Who?"
Me: "What!?"
Garrett: "Who was being mean to him?"
Me: "The lady was being mean to him!"
Garrett: "The lady was being mean to who?"
Me: "GARRETT!!"
Garrett: "Are you done?"
Me: "Yes, I'm done!"

Truly, I couldn't make this stuff up. It's a good thing we don't really keep liquor in the house. I might end up on the next episode of Dr. Phil!!

Blessings and Peace,
Sara