So I recently remembered a funny video clip my sister once shared with me. When I first saw it I gave a hearty chuckle, but I didn't fully understand the reality of it because I believe I had just had Olivia. She was still in her fresh, newborn, squirmy, sleepy stage, and she hadn't even found her little voice yet. Twenty months later, it's a different story. Livi's an active, chatty, repetitive, question-filled toddler. Throughout the day she often repeats phrases over and over, testing my patience to its core. As much as I love my sweet Livi, the constant, broken record-esque words/phrases, sure is God's way of teaching me patience during the short span of each day I spend with her.
The clip is from the show Family Guy. It's a "dialogue" (once you see it you'll see why I use " " for the word dialogue) between Stewie, the baby, and Lois, the mother. It's kinda comedic how closely this reflects part of my life these days.