Yesterday in a more exasperated moment, I asked K.Lo why exactly it is that she repeats requests approximately 50,000 times. Because while I can understand that this habit is half age, half personality, it doesn’t make it any less exasperating. K.Lo actually thought about it and said, “Because you don’t hear me.”

 

Oh.

 

Except, I do hear her, and I explained as much.

 

Then she said, “But you don’t talk.” (Meaning, you don’t respond to said request.)

 

Oh.

 

But, and I explained this to her as well, much of the time I do talk, because I know she needs verbal acknowledgement. But K.Lo’s so busy repeating that she can’t hear me. Which makes the conversation all the more exasperating.

 

So, I doubt the conversation will change much, but at least we each have a little insight now.

 

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Other K.Lo Classics:

 

Friday evening after we returned home from the beach, K.Lo was cold, tired and a ball of whine. So the CEO and I teased a bit, saying something along the lines of “Boo-hoo, I went to the beach and had so much fun, so I have to cry now…” (We mean no harm. Or maybe we are actually mean.) Often it gets a smile out of her. But K.Lo wasn’t having it just then and said, “No, Daddy (and Mommy), you stop kidding me!”

 

Yesterday afternoon, the CEO joked with K.Lo about something or other, and she wasn’t in the mood. Her response. “Daddy, stop. You are ruining my life!” My, my. 

 

The CEO recently got a cut on his ankle, and K.Lo assisted with every step of recovery: bactine, band-aids, triple antibiotic ointment. She was very pleased with her work and said, “I’m a good nurse!” And she is, because she’s very gentle in her administration of said band-aids and follows up daily with patient care.