Zuul

There is no Mommy…Only Zuul

Vista tends to be a tad… emotional sometimes.  I have no idea where she gets it from.  Really.  *cough* shut up *cough*

Add that to her penchant for taking things very literally and it can make for some… oh… say, interesting situations around here.

This evening was a perfect example.

We had been butting heads all day, so when Bil came home from work I quickly tagged out of the ring and took a breather.

But she wanted mommy, Mommy, MOMMMMMMMMY!

Bil tried his best to distract her and find out what she wanted, but nope.  MOOOOOOOMMMMY.

I finally looked at her and replied “The mommy you have dialed is no longer in service. Please hang up and check with your father again.”

Did I mention my daughter is also stubborn?  Again.  No idea where that comes from.  (shut it)

She gave a big huff.  “But Moooooooom….”

I looked at her with a smile “There is no Mommy.  Only Zuul

Instant.  HYSTERICS.

She ran sobbing to her room.  I raised an eyebrow and looked at Bil.  He shrugged and followed after her.

I could hear him trying to decipher the source of the waterworks.

Vista:  “I waaaaant mommy!”  *sob* *hiccup* *sob*

Bil: “OK.  Well, she’s in the living room”

Vista: “No.  That person said there is no mommy.  Only Zuul.  I don’t WANT Zuul.  I WANT MOMMY!!”  *more wailing*

Bil: “What person?”

Vista: “That person in the living room.  They said there’s no mommy”

Bil: “Wait… you’re talking about Mommy?  What Mommy said?”

Vista: “But there is no Mommy…..”

By this point I had to step in and intervene.  I crawled onto her bed and picked her up and explained that yes, Mommy was here and we were just joking and there was no more Zuul, and so on.  ZOMG… the DRAMA.

Half an hour later we finally got her calmed down enough that she would go play.

Me: “OK, lets go play before Mommy breaks your bed by sitting on it”

Vista: “Mommy’s going to break my bed?!?  Waaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh”

Me: *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*

Bil: *glare*

I’m pretty sure I’m banned from saying anything for the rest of the night.

 

 

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