Chicken can be so polite. Twice today he has said "excuse me" to me, but he has his own way. He gets his vowel sounds switched around and it comes out as "skeeze you".
What a darling boy.
Oh noodles.
"Edee" and "Chicken" are nicknames for my two little rascals. The names originated from how my daughter would pronounce both her own and little brother's name when she first started talking. They've stuck. Chicken may live to regret that someday....
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Swing
All the family is piled on Mommy and Daddy's bed (technically the guest bed; but since our room is under construction, we are sleeping on it in Chicken's room).
Chicken: Weeneen!
Me: Huh?
Chicken: Weeneen!
Me: What is he saying?
Daddy: No clue.
Me: Say it again.
Chicken: Weeneen!! Weeneen!!
Me: Winning? I have no idea
As I'm saying this it was almost like a little "screw this!" look crossed his face, and he got up, ran across the bed and leapt onto the clothing rack, hanging there by his arms, swinging. It's the same clothing rack that I had told the kids NOT to hang on. But we had to laugh--when telling didn't work then he had to show us that he wanted to do some "swinging".
Chicken: Weeneen!
Me: Huh?
Chicken: Weeneen!
Me: What is he saying?
Daddy: No clue.
Me: Say it again.
Chicken: Weeneen!! Weeneen!!
Me: Winning? I have no idea
As I'm saying this it was almost like a little "screw this!" look crossed his face, and he got up, ran across the bed and leapt onto the clothing rack, hanging there by his arms, swinging. It's the same clothing rack that I had told the kids NOT to hang on. But we had to laugh--when telling didn't work then he had to show us that he wanted to do some "swinging".
Friday, September 26, 2014
Movie
Edee: Mommy, I don feel berry good. I nee you to take care of me.
Me: Ok, what should I do to take care of you?
Edee: Uh, turn on a moowee.
Me: I need to clean the kitchen first.
She wanders off. A few minutes later--
Edee: Mommy, I so tired, I need to watch a moowee.
Me: If you are tired you can go lay down in your bed.
Edee: No no no, I can yay on da couch and watch a mowee and cyose my eyes.
Me: Okay, well I'm so tired that I can't put a movie in until the kitchen is cleaned. Maybe you can help me, then I can turn on a movie.
She left the kitchen pretty quickly again after that.
Me: Ok, what should I do to take care of you?
Edee: Uh, turn on a moowee.
Me: I need to clean the kitchen first.
She wanders off. A few minutes later--
Edee: Mommy, I so tired, I need to watch a moowee.
Me: If you are tired you can go lay down in your bed.
Edee: No no no, I can yay on da couch and watch a mowee and cyose my eyes.
Me: Okay, well I'm so tired that I can't put a movie in until the kitchen is cleaned. Maybe you can help me, then I can turn on a movie.
She left the kitchen pretty quickly again after that.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Ewa go?
Poor, poor Chicken. He has had a rough couple of weeks. Edee started Joy School earlier this month (a preschool program), so two times a week we drop her off for two-and-a-half fun-filled hours with 5 other three-year-old buddies. She's also starting a dance class, and is very involved with many friends. I can't blame him for feeling a little left out and being stuck alone with me all the sudden--it was rare before this for them to be apart for very long.
I hear: "Ewa go?" repeatedly during these times that she's gone. When I tell him "Joy School" or what-not, the response is usually "Why?", in the sweetest inquiry voice possible. No matter what I say, it's usually followed by another "why" or "Ewa go?". It's just a little heart-breaking.
I think the straw broke the camel's back after a few weeks of this, because when I picked her up from Joy School and she was telling me what she learned about, Chicken interrupted:
"NO!! YOP!! YOP TALK 'BOUT IT!!"
Every time Edee tried to break in, she was met by another yelling chastisement from Chicken. She couldn't get one word in He's only freshly two, but his feelings are quite pronounced about the situation. Now any time we go anywhere he asks: "Come, too?" (Can I come too?).
I find it quite endearing how much he misses her when she's gone, but I'm hoping this phase passes soon!
Oatmeal
Edee: I wan fuit 'naks too!!"
Me: Edee, Chicken got fruit snacks because he ate his breakfast all gone. You didn't eat all of your oatmeal!
Edee: Yes I did!
Me: Last time I checked you didn't...did you finish it later?
Edee: Chicken ate mine all gone. I fink he did.
Me: I hope not, he's allergic to cow milk. You should have eaten it.
Edee: Yes, I did and I put da bowl in da sink.
Me: Well... I saw your bowl on the table before we left so I know you didn't do that. We can check when we get home this afternoon to see if you ate it all gone or not.
Later, on the way home.
Edee: Mom. I did eat my oatmeal all gone
Me: Okay, we'll check as soon as we get home
Edee: You go upstairs, mommy, and Chicken can watch me while I finish eating it.
Me: Uh.....hmmmm.....sounds a little shady. I think that solves this dilemma.
I forget about the conversation by the time we are home and Edee gets into the house while I'm packing up things from the truck. First thing when I walk in the door, she runs up to me:
Edee: Mommy, I ate it all gone and put my bowl in the sink.
First thing I do is check the garbage can. No oatmeal. I look in the sink--there's a bowl with only a little bit of oatmeal left.
What really happened to the oatmeal is a mystery. Maybe she did eat it this morning. Maybe Chicken did and luckily he didn't have a reaction to the milk. Maybe she hid the remains (ugh...not good). Maybe she ate it after it sat on the table for 8 hours (really not good!). Either way, I had no choice but to give her fruit snacks.
Me: Edee, Chicken got fruit snacks because he ate his breakfast all gone. You didn't eat all of your oatmeal!
Edee: Yes I did!
Me: Last time I checked you didn't...did you finish it later?
Edee: Chicken ate mine all gone. I fink he did.
Me: I hope not, he's allergic to cow milk. You should have eaten it.
Edee: Yes, I did and I put da bowl in da sink.
Me: Well... I saw your bowl on the table before we left so I know you didn't do that. We can check when we get home this afternoon to see if you ate it all gone or not.
Later, on the way home.
Edee: Mom. I did eat my oatmeal all gone
Me: Okay, we'll check as soon as we get home
Edee: You go upstairs, mommy, and Chicken can watch me while I finish eating it.
Me: Uh.....hmmmm.....sounds a little shady. I think that solves this dilemma.
I forget about the conversation by the time we are home and Edee gets into the house while I'm packing up things from the truck. First thing when I walk in the door, she runs up to me:
Edee: Mommy, I ate it all gone and put my bowl in the sink.
First thing I do is check the garbage can. No oatmeal. I look in the sink--there's a bowl with only a little bit of oatmeal left.
What really happened to the oatmeal is a mystery. Maybe she did eat it this morning. Maybe Chicken did and luckily he didn't have a reaction to the milk. Maybe she hid the remains (ugh...not good). Maybe she ate it after it sat on the table for 8 hours (really not good!). Either way, I had no choice but to give her fruit snacks.
Mushy
Edee: I'm hungee!!!
Me: I know, we are almost home and I'll get you something. You can have milk with a chocolate straw.
Edee: I don want dat!!! I want some-ting mooshy.
Me: ......mushy? .....like what?
Edee: Yike ice keem. or tacoyate puddin. (like ice cream or chocolate pudding).
At Joy School today she got to paint with chocolate pudding...apparently she was in heaven, which is not surprising!
Me: I know, we are almost home and I'll get you something. You can have milk with a chocolate straw.
Edee: I don want dat!!! I want some-ting mooshy.
Me: ......mushy? .....like what?
Edee: Yike ice keem. or tacoyate puddin. (like ice cream or chocolate pudding).
At Joy School today she got to paint with chocolate pudding...apparently she was in heaven, which is not surprising!
Sunbutter
Chicken has food allergies, so our family is on a strict "no nut" policy. The only substitute we can have for peanut butter is "Sunbutter"--made from sunflower seeds. That or soy butter, but that thought is not very appealing; and we like Sunbutter so we'll stick with that.
Edee: Mommy did you bing a snack?
Me: I made Sunbutter and jelly sandwiches for lunch.
Edee: I don yike Yun-budder. It's feaking me out.
Me: .....freaking you out, huh?
Edee: yeah wit all dos punkin seeds in dere. It feaks me out.
I guess I had the same reaction to soy butter....so I shouldn't be so surprised. And yes, I clarified that there are no pumpkin seeds in the Sunbutter.
Edee: Mommy did you bing a snack?
Me: I made Sunbutter and jelly sandwiches for lunch.
Edee: I don yike Yun-budder. It's feaking me out.
Me: .....freaking you out, huh?
Edee: yeah wit all dos punkin seeds in dere. It feaks me out.
I guess I had the same reaction to soy butter....so I shouldn't be so surprised. And yes, I clarified that there are no pumpkin seeds in the Sunbutter.
Decoration
Chicken turned two this week. He loved saying Happy Birthday throughout the day and absolutely loved singing along to the Happy Birthday song. He's talking more than ever, and, like usual lately, I haven't been recording the cute things.
One thing I want to remember though is his current love for the word "decoration". In a sing-song type voice he'll randomly start saying "Dec-or-a-shin, dec-or-a-shin...." like it's the most fun word to say. Super cute. I wondered if he just heard it once and thought it was a fun word to say; and assumed that he had no idea what it meant. Then tonight he finds my sunglasses (which had kindly been "decorated" with stickers), puts them on his cute little face, and starts saying, "dec-or-a-shin!".
He must know what it means after all!
One thing I want to remember though is his current love for the word "decoration". In a sing-song type voice he'll randomly start saying "Dec-or-a-shin, dec-or-a-shin...." like it's the most fun word to say. Super cute. I wondered if he just heard it once and thought it was a fun word to say; and assumed that he had no idea what it meant. Then tonight he finds my sunglasses (which had kindly been "decorated" with stickers), puts them on his cute little face, and starts saying, "dec-or-a-shin!".
He must know what it means after all!
Keys
Me: I can't find my keys anywhere. I feel like I'm losing my mind, I have no idea where I put them.
Daddy: Kids, Mommy has a fun game for you.
Me: ....?
Daddy: Yeah, it's called "find Mommy's keys". If you find them you will get....
Me: Uh....a piece of candy
Both kids quickly crawl off to the kitchen and under the table to a corner where they had been playing yesterday. We soon hear a jingle.
Me: Those little stinkers!! They took my keys! I would have never thought to look there.
Daddy: Maybe I should have simply asked them if they knew where your keys were first.
They've spent the next 10 minutes begging for another "game", thinking they've just been introduced to an easy way to score candy at 8am.
Daddy: Kids, Mommy has a fun game for you.
Me: ....?
Daddy: Yeah, it's called "find Mommy's keys". If you find them you will get....
Me: Uh....a piece of candy
Both kids quickly crawl off to the kitchen and under the table to a corner where they had been playing yesterday. We soon hear a jingle.
Me: Those little stinkers!! They took my keys! I would have never thought to look there.
Daddy: Maybe I should have simply asked them if they knew where your keys were first.
They've spent the next 10 minutes begging for another "game", thinking they've just been introduced to an easy way to score candy at 8am.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Unique
Me: Edee we need to trim your toenails
Edee: Okay, only cut da big one.
Me: No I need to cut all of them.
Edee: Yeah, and my kay-see yittah toe. It so kay-see (crazy).
Me: It is so crazy how it curves and sticks up like that. I've never seen a toenail do that before.
Edee: Yeah. I don yike my big toe.
Me: Why not? I like your toes!!
Edee: Yeah, but, it is unique.
Me: Unique? Ha, it is unique, but unique is good.
Edee: It is unique and I don't like it berry much.
Of course I assured her that her toes are great and wonderful! It's my own fault for always commenting on how her toes are weird like her father's. Perhaps I used the word unique....
Edee: Okay, only cut da big one.
Me: No I need to cut all of them.
Edee: Yeah, and my kay-see yittah toe. It so kay-see (crazy).
Me: It is so crazy how it curves and sticks up like that. I've never seen a toenail do that before.
Edee: Yeah. I don yike my big toe.
Me: Why not? I like your toes!!
Edee: Yeah, but, it is unique.
Me: Unique? Ha, it is unique, but unique is good.
Edee: It is unique and I don't like it berry much.
Of course I assured her that her toes are great and wonderful! It's my own fault for always commenting on how her toes are weird like her father's. Perhaps I used the word unique....
Croc-i-gator
My kids continue to grow before my eyes. Chicken will be two this month. Crazy.
He is continuing to talk and learn quite a bit. It's always amazing to witness. I've missed recording a TON. So, so much cuteness lost to my memory already. If only my brain wasn't a sieve.
However, I can't forget the Crocigator.
We've been visiting family across the country, and of course the time change has made everyone tired/grumpy/confused/awake-when-should-be-sleeping.
One evening my mom and I took the kids on a drive so that they would fall asleep. It was only half successful, as Edee fell asleep and Chicken did not.
All the sudden from the back seat I hear: "Yoook!! Yook! A Crocigator!"
Me: "Where?"
Chicken: "Dere! Crocigator!"
Me: "In the clouds?" (We like to look for animals in the clouds).
Chicken: "Yeah! Couds. Crocigator!"
I love the made up words and knowing exactly what they mean.
He is continuing to talk and learn quite a bit. It's always amazing to witness. I've missed recording a TON. So, so much cuteness lost to my memory already. If only my brain wasn't a sieve.
However, I can't forget the Crocigator.
We've been visiting family across the country, and of course the time change has made everyone tired/grumpy/confused/awake-when-should-be-sleeping.
One evening my mom and I took the kids on a drive so that they would fall asleep. It was only half successful, as Edee fell asleep and Chicken did not.
All the sudden from the back seat I hear: "Yoook!! Yook! A Crocigator!"
Me: "Where?"
Chicken: "Dere! Crocigator!"
Me: "In the clouds?" (We like to look for animals in the clouds).
Chicken: "Yeah! Couds. Crocigator!"
I love the made up words and knowing exactly what they mean.
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