If you've ever been able to spend time with a three-year-old and be part of their world, you know that they say some pretty adorable things. Here are a few gems that Sebastian has shared with us recently.
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A few weeks ago, I was explaining to Sebastian that I'd be going to Europe soon. He asked where Europe was, and we told him it was across a big ocean.
Seb thinks for a minute. "Will you have to stick your face in the water like I do during swimming lessons?"
Bless the little guy. He thought I was swimming to Europe.
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Sebastian - Do you like Shopkins?
Me - Yes, I do.
Sebastian - Do you want a Shopkins for christmas?
Me - Sure! You can put it in my stocking.
Sebastian - You can't always get what you want, Mommy.
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Seb - You and Daddy had a bow.
Lately, Seb has been interested in who finishes their dinner first, who finishes second, and who finishes third when we're eating. This is was one conversation that took us a few minutes to figure out after dinner last week.
Seb - You and Daddy had a bow.
Me - A bow? What's a bow?
Seb - That's when two people finish at the same time.
Me - A bow? Like a tie?
Rob - A bow tie?
Seb - Yes, Mommy and Daddy had a bow tie. (Rob and I must have finished eating at the same time, so we had a tie)
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S - Mommy, do you like me?
Me - Yes. I love you.
S - I love you too...... We love each other.
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I asked Sebastian what he would pack on a trip, so here is a 3 year-old's packing list (in order):
A ball
An iPad
A pool toy
Half a carrot
A squiggly (maybe he meant snuggly??) blanket
Another small ball
A cartoon.
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Then there was this phone call between Rob and Seb.
"Daddy. You forgot your glasses!"
"Thank you. Can you put them somewhere safe for me?"
"Okay. I hide them somewhere tricky. It like a mystery..."
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And last week, I was having a really rough day because I was so sad Sebastian had to change daycare centres and leave the teachers and classmates he knew so well. As he tried to comfort me, he further slayed my heart.
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