Brooke

Sickness is spreading once again in the Golden household.  One day we were bored during our quarantine so I livened things up by giving haircuts to nearly everyone.

First up:  Dallas

Sorry.  No before and after pictures.

Next up:  Caroline

This was Caroline’s first haircut ever. Yes, she’s spent nearly two years working on growing her locks, and I spent about 10 minutes chopping off all her hard work.

Before:

After:

Finally, Brooke.

Before:

After:

Spencer was spared.  This time.

After the haircuts, both girls promptly found hats and kept them on the rest of the day.  Hmmm.  Perhaps they don’t like their new looks.

Caroline is a great talker.  She parrots everything we say and is starting to put multiple words together to get her point across.  For a few months now, she’s been able to answer questions.  Generally, if you ask her a yes/no question, she’ll always answer in the affirmative.  Dallas and I have picked up on this and use it to our advantage.

Example:

Me:  “Caroline, are you the cutest girl ever?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

or –

Me (in front of any of her Grandmas or Grandpas):  “Caroline, do you love Grandma and Grandpa?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

or even –

Me:  “Caroline, do you want to take a nap?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke, however, hasn’t realized that Caroline always says yes, and what’s worse, she always words her questions so that a “yes” answer from Caroline is most decidedly the WRONG answer.

Here are examples of real “conversations” they’ve had.

Brooke:  “Caroline, fires are dangerous.”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke:  “Caroline, do you think fires are dangerous?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke:  “Good.  Do you want to walk through a fire?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke:  “NO!  Fires are dangerous!  You mean you want to walk through a little fire?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke:  “Little fires are dangerous, too!”

This continues until Brooke is completely worked up and is screaming at Caroline while Caroline placidly continues her part in saying “yeah” whenever appropriate.

Another favorite conversation goes something like this:

Brooke (showing off her new toys to Caroline):  “Caroline, do you see my toys?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke:  “Do you like my toys?”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke:  “Do you WANT my toys?!”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke (panic escalating):  “DO YOU THINK THESE ARE YOUR TOYS?!”

Caroline:  “Yeah.”

Brooke:  “NO!  These toys are MINE!”

Upon hearing the word “mine,” the conversation takes a dramatic turn.

Caroline: “MINE!”

Brooke:  “NO!  THEY’RE MINE!”

Caroline:  “MINE!”

Brooke:  “NO! THEY’RE MINE!”

Again, this continues until Brooke melts into a puddle of worry that Caroline is plotting to steal all of her toys or until Caroline gets bored and toddles away leaving all of Brooke’s precious toys unnoticed and untouched.

Oh, heaven help us on the day that BOTH girls have the vocabulary and opinions necessary to really go at it.