I am so in love with Asher's talking right now.
This morning the first words I heard (as usual) were from the boys' room. It took me a while to decipher them, but after he repeated himself several times, with increasing urgency, I caught on. "I want my OWN xuxa!" he said. (Xuxa, pronounced shoe-sha, is the Portuguese word for pacifier). Last night at bedtime there was some confusion and Asher ended up going to sleep with Isaiah's pacifier, and then Isaiah had to go to bed with Asher's. So as soon as it was light enough for Asher to notice this awful confusion, he aired his grievances. I went into their room and switched the pacifiers back to their proper owners. Both boys flopped back down to sleep a little longer and I went back in to my room smiling. Too happy to sleep anymore.
Asher keeps a running commentary on any TV being watched. Right now he is watching Aladdin (yes, it was his choice). "Dat a tiger." "Where da tiger go?" "A bird!" "Dat bad guy." "Uh oh, dey get mad." "What dat?"
At snack time, Asher gets to open the pantry and pick his snack. He usually chooses fruit snacks. "I want fwuit nack, peas." "Can you open dis?" "Thank you, Mama." "Dis one orange." (it was actually purple) "I make a twain!" (he lined up the fruit snacks on the table)
The other day my cell phone rang. My cell phone was in my purse which sits on a little table in the family room near the kids play area. When it rang, Asher stood up, looked over there and very carefully said "Mom, what is dat sound?" I was very impressed with his complete sentence.
I asked Asher if he was silly. His response: "I not sillyey. I Hasher!"
Oh how I love those little words. And the sweet little mouth they come out of.
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That is sooo sweet! I love it, and how on earth you have learned to write toddler-speak phonetically is beyond me!
he hee! Jesse's thing now is to be a "silly guy" or "happy guy" or "sad guy" or "sleepy guy." Those are about all the choices. And he runs around with sticks made out of whatever so he can "get the bad guys."
Hurray! Talking toddlers are great because means no more frustrated-screaming baby trying to explain theirselves.
The bad news is no more squish-ables little babies to snuggle. We miss them every time they reach a new milestone. Life must go on.
They grow up so fast! So fun to hear them voice what's going on in their little heads.
So cute! And I love that I can actually hear him saying all these things. I just love that I really know your kids!
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