<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987028900195716466</id><updated>2024-09-04T13:00:02.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Moments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awkwardmommymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4987028900195716466/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awkwardmommymoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987028900195716466.post-4623616679384216431</id><published>2013-05-29T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2015-03-14T07:01:13.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Awkward Mommy Moments</title><content type='html'>For a little while today I wished I was a child. My little miss 2 year old decided she liked the song which came over the loud speakers at the supermarket today and decided the isle was her stage...She sort of robot danced, as she does, with a few kicks and twirls thrown in, smiling as other shoppers walked past but not missing a beat, she had captured their hearts. But me, I was just envious! You see I liked the song too! I wish I could burst into a dance while I was grocery shopping and get away with it so easily! I am quite envious that it&#39;s acceptable for children to have fun that way out in public when as an adult I can not!&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the last few months, since her language has really developed she&#39;s come out with some really funny things especially when we go out shopping together, including:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;In the middle of a designer fashion store shouting &quot;Look mum! Scarecrows!&quot; at the manequins.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Telling a shop assistant &quot;Mummy&#39;s got pretty boobies!&quot; - She meant I was wearing a pretty bra, because she calls them boobies for some reason!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It gets worse, because she can&#39;t say &quot;L&quot; very well, and she yells out in store &quot;Big Clock!&quot; without pronouncing the L sound! OMG.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;And she asked a lady &quot;Got a darling?&quot; because she has mixed up the word &quot;Darling&quot; with &quot;Daughter&quot;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;She also pointed to swim wear and said &quot;Pretty nappy&quot; (Meaning, pretty diaper). LOL.&lt;/li&gt;
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I&#39;m enjoying every moment of being a mother and will have to start keeping a record of some of our funny moments together, do you do that too?&lt;br /&gt;
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