Not to be outdone, Brynn has been saying some really cute and funny things lately too. She has started to pick up some big words, but she doesn't always quite understand their meaning. One of her new favorite words is "familiar". She pointed to a truck the other day and said "Mommy, look at that familiar truck". I asked her what that meant, and she told me that it was all crunched up (dented, scratched, paint peeling, etc). A few days later, she wanted me to guess what "familiar thing" she was hiding behind her back. I asked her what familiar meant, and she told me that it meant "the surprise socks I had been asking her to get".
The other day, she and I were going through the morning ritual that consists of me brushing her hair, and her screaming and crying the entire 10 minutes. I asked her if she would like to get her hair cut, so that it would be faster for me to brush her hair. She answered, "That's freaking me out, 'cause Daddy won't know me if I have short hair. He won't recognize me."
Our conversation this morning while she was coloring (which is also a new favorite thing. There are always piles of paper from her drawings, aka "surprises" or "presents", around the house):
Brynn: "I sure am late. I have alot I need to do. I'm doing my job like you." (Yeah, Brynn, I spend most of my time coloring). "My job is work."
Me:"What work do you do?"
Brynn: "Oh...projects."
Another Brynn moment: The other day I was putting away some ice cream I had just bought at the grocery store. Brynn saw it, and wanted some. I told her she could only have a spoonful, so she needed to go get a spoon. She came back with a serious look on her face, and handed me a serving spoon to get her "spoonful". The girl is smart.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
I have a feeling...
that I'm going to start hearing alot of "Collin-isms" from now on. All of the sudden, his vocabulary has exploded. He has been delayed in this area, so we are still in that phase of thinking every word out of his mouth is absolutely adorable. He is constantly mimicking us. I think I'm probably the only one that understands most of what he is saying, but he's improving. By the way, we really haven't been teaching him swear words. He's just not real great at pronouncing words like "house" yet. He has, however, picked up on the word "stupid". Lovely. He thinks its funny to get a reaction when he says it (especially from Brynn, who is appalled at hearing it, despite the fact that she is often the one who tells him to say it. Yeah, I'm onto you, girl). Today in the car, he started his chant, "Doo-pid, doo-pid, doo-pid". I gently reminded him that we don't say that word. So, for the next 15 minutes I heard him in the backseat whispering to himself, "Doo-pid, doo-pid, doo-pid...". I admit I was stifling a laugh from the driver's seat.
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