duh

we are in the height of babble in our house and it is quite enjoyable. often times it's that sweet continuation of one chosen sound such as ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma (my fav), or da, da, da, da, da, da. i need to tell you about a babble gone wrong. it was wrong on the level that, i'm afraid for my future. R was pushing her train. note: this is an actual push-approved toy. toy made to be pushed. with wheels. not like a table, chair, trash can, or other object that is, in fact, not made to be pushed. in their baby minds, everything was made to be pushed. that's the purpose of all objects. to be pushed (or put in mouths. or both). as i was saying, train-pushing. life was good. push. push. push. so i asked the obvious, to my darling daughter, as i often do..."are you pushing your train?" here's where the babble went wrong. it wasn't the usual da, da, da, da, da, da. it was a clearly enunciated "duh." just one. "duh." there was a pause in train-pushing. there was a look. and there was a "duh." she's too young to know about "no doi" but if she knew, i think i would have gotten it. did she not get the memo about mommy behavior and it being perfectly acceptable to ask the obvious questions? "are you looking at your book?", "do you have a ball?", "is that a turtle?" PERFECTLY ACCEPTABLE! why am i already not cool? why am i already not cool?!