Toddlers Are The Entertainment Around Here

When Riley was about18mos old we were in the car and I was watching Riley in the baby mirror and trying to get her to parrot names.
Riley say mama
Mama!
Riley say dada
Dada!
Can you say brother?
Bud-da
Good! Can you say Isaac
Eye-ssss-kah
Can you say Grandma?
No!

This morning Riley woke up before the sun so I brought fussy butt to bed with me. We dozed on and off and then exactly 5min before the alarm was due to go off she was up for good. She tugged her diaper and said "on." (she uses on to mean off and on right now). So I took her diaper off. She stood up on my bed in a way that would have been in slow motion if it were a movie and pointed to the bathroom and said "pee-pee!".

I lowered her from the bed and she was off like a shot with sleepy Daddy trailing behind her. She sat right down on her little froggy potty and got to business. It was seconds later that I heard cheers from the other room. "You did it! Good girl." I called out to remind Daddy to give her a potty sticker. She gleefully picked a "potty perfect" sticker and stuck it to her dragonfly nightgown.

At this point she turned around and examined the contents of the froggy potty thoughtfully.
Yellow!!
That's right, your pee-pee's yellow.
Yellow!! Yellow!! Yellow!!
She runs around chanting "yellow" gleefully.

On Friday I took Riley to the consignment store by the old house. I wanted to use up my remaining credit and get Riley some shorts. This particular store has always been my go-to place for toys. I knew I wouldn't get out of there with just clothes if Riley had anything to say about it.

She picked out a bag of play food that was dessert themed. It had Ice cream cones, banana splits, McFlurrys, cake, and some dishes and spoons. When we got home Riley was zonked, but there was no way we could go straight to bed because we had to play with our new toys. We played until Riley couldn't keep her eyes open.

She crawled into bed with an ice cream cone in each hand.
Silly Riley.
Night-night.
Are you putting the ice cream night, night?
She gives me one raised eyebrow look and in a very serious “duh, Mom tone” she says, "Melt."
You're right Riley. It would melt. (and then I laughed until I cried)