I "Vowel" That I Will Give You a Piece of My Mind One Day, Mommy!

You and I were both tired cranky when we got home from the morning walk. I don't know why you were cranky, but I didn't like being harassed by all the middle-aged women in the park who came straight up and wanted to touch you as if they had permission, and by those who shouted out comments as we walked pass them, about how I dressed you wrong and that I shouldn't have taken you to the park 'cause you're too little. So freakin' annoying!!! It never happened when we went for a walk with daddy 'cause those people wouldn't "dare" to be so forthcoming. In their eyes, daddy's a tall hairy (scary) foreign man. It was a different story when it was just you and me. We ended up cutting the walk short.

So we went home. Already in a lousy mood, mommy just wanted to quickly change your diaper so you could feed and sleep. You were not a happy camper either and you cried and threw your arms and legs around throughout the diaper change. Then you peed all over yourself as soon as I slipped the clean diaper under your butt. So we had to take you out of your pee-stained outfit and into a clean onesie. I dreaded having to do that 'cause, by now, you were screaming bloody murder and my back was killing me. I took off your outfit and just stood there and stared at you. Your face was bright red and your little fists were clenched tight around your face. Your chin quivered as you drew in a breath and the sound of your cries was almost shaky. You drew your legs in and kicked them out in such a way that it made me feel as if I were the person you despised the most.

I had to walk away.

I walked to the other side of the room to put your dirty laundry in the hamper. I did it in slow-mo so I could have time to take enough deep breaths to bring down my blood pressure. You seemed to be quieting down as well. For a brief moment, hope and clarity set in: everything was going to be okay.

Apparently NOT!

You started screaming and kicking as soon as you saw me by your bed, and there began our verbal exchange:

Kaikai: "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh~~~~~"
Mommy: "What are you saying? Aaaahhhh. What does that mean?"
Kaikai: "Ooo...Ooo...Ooo..."
Mommy: "Oh now we're using a different vowel sound? Can we have a consonant?"
Kaikai: "Yyyyyyyyyaaaaaaahhhhhhh~~~."
Mommy: "Nice try, but Y is still a vowel sound even though it's categorized as a consonant."
Kaikai: "Ooo..Ooo...Ooo (wimpering)....Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh......Aaahhhhh........."
Mommy: "You've used those vowels already. Come on! Mommy will start taking you more seriously when you can use some consonants."
Kaikai (with all the force in your little body): "Ay! Ay! Ayayayayayaya!!! Ooo...Ooo... Ayayayaya!!!"

Well, your diaper was changed, we got you into a clean onesie, and everything was okay.