(I talk a large dose of medication for my Rheumatoid Arthritis and Ankylosing Spondylitis on Wednesday evenings before I go to bed. In order to always remember I have set an alarm on my phone. Last week Molly “helped me” turn off that alarm.)
Phone: (medication alarm ringing)
Me: (in the kitchen)
Molly: I fisk it, mommy! I fisk it! MOMMMMMMY, I fisk it, okay?!
Molly: (noticing me, proud) I fisk it, mommy!!!
Siri: Alright, I will check for a contact. What is your mommy’s name?
Molly: (to Siri without hesitation) POOP-AH-TINO!
Siri: I’m sorry, I have no contact for: Poop-ah-tino. Would you like me to try again?
Molly: (absolutely hysterical, this is the funniest thing that has ever happened to her) POOOOOP-AH-TINO, Mommmy!
Siri: I have no contact for: Poop-ah-tino Mommy.
Me: (giggling, turning off Siri)
Molly: I fisk it.
Me: You did, chicken. You fixed it all by yourself.
Molly: Yah… POOP-AH-TINO!!!
Me: (riots of laughter, scooping her up in my arms) SO who is this poop-ah-tino? Am I poop-ah-tino?
Molly: No, I Poop-ah-tino!
Me: You’re Poop-ah-tino?
Molly: (wiggling free, toddling off with the swagger a mini superhero) Poop! AH! TINO!
Flashback reenactment of Molly turning off my phone alarm as played by Desi Arnez