If you don’t have anything nice to say

Mama K tells me that I need to be more positive when talking to Little Bug. At first I scoffed at her suggestion (an indicator in itself, perhaps?), but then I kept a log of the dialogue I had with LB that week. It seems Mama K may have a point, so I suppose I could tone it down a bit…

“Oh, you have a booger on your ear.”

“Don’t hit me in the face.”

“Stop that– I’m trying to help you.”

“You’re a goofball.”

“If you’re so tired, why don’t you just go to sleep?”

“Here comes Destructo-saurus…”

“That’s not for eating, Little Bug.”

“What in the world…?”

“I think you’re trying to blow your nose, but you’re just spitting.”

“Oh, if only being cute was a survival skill…”

“Are you smiling at me? Nope, you’re pooping.”

“What could possibly be the matter now?”

“Ouch! Ow, ow ow!”

“You’re silly.”

“Where are you going?”

“Gross! Don’t spit your food at me.”

“You’re going to eat my drawstring again?”