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I love toddlers learning to talk. First there seems to be a lot of object naming, but then it gets even more fun when they begin being able to pick words to let you know what they are thinking. The other day Penny grabbed a toy from poor Goldie (who had happily been minding her own business). As Penny ran frantically off with the toy (sure that Goldie would not be letting her get away with it) she shouted, "Goldie mean!!" Or even little things like seeing her throw a ball, chuckle to herself and say, "Fun." Sometimes it makes me feel bad like today when Penny was trying so hard to ask me for one of the brownies my mom had made. "Bunny?" I kept asking her back. "Do you see a bunny somewhere?" Finally, in a last attempt to get me to understand, she tried, "Cheat" -- which I have long known is "treat." "Oh!!" I exclaimed, "Treat? Brownie! You want a brownie?" She was so happy I'd finally gotten it. It must be very frustrating for these cute little ones when they work so hard to tell you something and you just don't get it. Who wants to keep being questioned about a bunny when all they want is a brownie?
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oh i love this post - mostly because miles too is in that stage. :) and i feel so sad when i can't quite figure out what it is he's trying to say but i love it when he strings things together and cracks me up.
Oh, I remember those days! They were fun! Look at me looking like an old fogey (how do you spell fogey?) like I haven't had a toddler in 20 years.....
Although I must say that a teenage boy is much like a small child learning how to talk, what with all the grunts and mumbling they do when they answer your question - all under their breath. It's enough to try a mother batty. Batty enough that she'd eat a bunny rather than a brownie. (Okay, that was cute!)
That is so funny that she would yelling that Goldie is mean. That made me laugh!
Well I know your used to it, because your first child was a boy so first children tend to go a little faster. BUt than i have heard that girls move faster in the speaking and intellect than boys or something. You probably haven't thought twice about your little smarties...but I about fainted when Layla started telling me as she pointed to her bumb "poo, stinky"
Oh I love, love that Goldie and her prayer about the stuffed animals. I too need to be more specific in my prayers. I love the way you write, it makes me laugh.
Love ya,
Amy
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