"Schew?!"

The other day, Genevieve had another one of her melt downs. She's hitting those terrible two's and trying her hardest to communicate with her words. 

She'd been playing really cute all morning and we were getting a kick out of her and then she started saying "SCHEW?" over and over again. I thought she wanted her shoes on but she'd scream every time I tried to put them on her. She went over to Ben and kept pointing to him and saying "SCHEW?" and he thought that she just wanted him to hold her, but she'd get really mad when he tried to do that. So he put her down and she was screaming and chasing him yelling over and over again "SCHEW! SCHEW!" I had no clue what she want, I tried everything. We both repeated words back to her trying to figure out what she was asking for, "Shoe?" "Food?" "Juice?" We were stumped and she was getting more and more agitated with every wrong guess. Every time I held her she got even more angry, she wanted Dad (which is unusual) and she kept screaming, "SCHEW! SCHEW!" 

Right before it hit that point of where you say, "OK, I've had it." It's like a light bulb went off. We both knelt down next to her and Ben asked, "Genevieve, what do you want?" and she pointed at his mouth as he chewed on his gum and said again, "SCHEW!" 

Gum. That's what she wanted. It only took us 45 minutes to figure out that "Schew," was "Chew," (cause that's what we tell her to do with it when she gets it.) Silly girl.