Funny Things My 3 Year Old Has Said Recently

Funny Things My 3 Year Old Has Said Recently

Florence, age 3, is undeniably hilarious. I don’t want to forget the funny things she says at this age-EVER- so I’m trying to keep a record here, just as I did when the boys were small!

Florence is basically 3 going on 13. Her vocabulary is vast and she sure likes to talk (like her Mama) but remembering what she ays isn’t always easy so I’ve been writing this for weeks!

Her mind is so sharp, she problem solves with ease and always comes up with smart solutions whether it’s helping her older brother Alexander get ready for school on time (‘Hurry up and eat your cereal Xands’) or being empathatic to anyone struggling. She rushed over to rub my back the other day when I said it was sore from sleeping with two and not my usual three pillows! ‘I’m going to give you a massage’, she announced!

Florence comes rushing into the lounge with apples, oranges, pears, apricots, yoghurts from the fridge and crackers from the cupboard.

‘What are you doing Florence?’

‘I’m making a hotel Mummy, with a shop. You need a shopping bag so you can buy your shopping’.

‘What do you sell, Florence?’

‘I sell fruit and toys. Apples, everything, some food, everything’.

A sweet shopping trip game commenced whilst Florence helped herself to white chocolate ‘from the shop’. Shop keeper’s prerogative apparently!

When her brother asked what we were playing, she said, ‘I’m actually an office worker’! Think that’s the end of the game then! HAHAHAHA!

Now that the weather is sunnier and the clocks moved forward in March, meaning more daylight hours, getting Florence to bed, is becoming harder than ever.

‘Bedtime Florence’

‘But it’s not dark’

‘It’s late though’

‘It’s not nightime yet’

‘It is, the sun is going to sleep soon’

‘It isn’t and I’m not going to bed, OK?’

This is our conversation every evening, Groundhog Day style!

Whenever she paints and ends up painting her clothes (even with an overcoat on) she always looks up with her Bambi-style eyes and says, ‘Don’t worry Mummy, we can wash my clothes’. Not sure it’s ‘we’ and more like ‘me’.

She likes to blame the mess, which is mostly down to her, on her brothers, ‘They don’t tidy up’ she says, ‘Am I the only one who helps you’? she asks. Hehe!

She’s also started calling me Mum, I think is from watching Bluey and is definitely not something I can get behind! ‘Mummy’ please!

Reading Judith Kerr’s The Tiger Who Came To Tea (a favourite of mine as a child and now Florence), we were discussing the greedy tiger eating everything in Sophie’s house, even drinking the water so she couldn’t run a bath and when I asked Florence who the tiger reminds her of, she said Oliver, her teenage brother! He sure is! We’ve had to almost double our shopping thanks to him and his growing brother!

Whenever her cheeky brother Alexander plays with her, she will, without fail, at one point or another, bound over towards me, to tell me that, “Xands is winding me up”. When I ask her if he’s her best friend though, she never hesitates to reply with an emphatic, ‘Yes’!

Definitely a love-hate relationship there.

I suggested we arrange a day to pick strawberries as the season starts in a few weeks.

‘Just like in Peppa Pig. I’m going to eat ALLLL the strawberries in my basket’!

Me too Florence, me too!