A Girlfriend?

Isaac was outside picking dandelions today. When I was little, we used to hold them up to our chins, and if your chin looked yellow, it meant that you "liked a girl/boy."

I held a dandelion up to Isaac's chin and saw it was yellow. So I asked him, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Isaac said, "Yes!"

I asked him who it was. . .

Isaac's very excited response: "VINNY!"

Teething Bites

We had a rough, rough night last night (or should I say a rough, rough early morning). Olivia was up off and on from about 12:30 to 5:00 this morning. We aren't sure what the deal was, but we are assuming she is teething. She seems to have swollen gums and it feels like something is trying to pop through. Isaac was never like this when he teethed. . . it isn't fun! I'm hoping for a much better night tonight. Please, please, please. . . .

Cute onesie. I wish they made a "teething bites" shirt for Mommies and Daddies, too. . .

What a way to wake up!

At 5:37 am, the house started shaking. . . and it shook for a good 15-20 seconds. I was completely confused as to what was going on. Nate had already left for work. I turned on the radio to see what they were saying, but it was just music. I decided to just go back to sleep if I could.

When I got up around 7 (due to Isaac knock-knock-knocking), I turned on the news. Sure enough, it was an EARTHQUAKE! How strange! 5.2 on the scale, which is considered a "moderate" earthquake.

Only in. . . Indiana????????

Another "Isaac-ism". . .

The other day, Isaac was wanting one of his toys that was out of reach. He was whining and grunting and pointing at it for me to get it (a new behavior we are trying to discourage).

I said, "Isaac, use the magic words," thinking he knew what that meant because he had mentioned the 'magic words' the night before.

Isaac responded, "Meeska, Mouska, Mickey Mouse!"

For those of you who watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, you know that these are the magic words to make the clubhouse appear.

I had a good laugh - and I had to give him his toys.

A good "Isaac-ism" to share. . .

Last night we were eating dinner. Our dog Chloe was hovering by Isaac's feet, waiting for a crumb to drop. . .

Our little academic, Isaac, said, "How do you spell Chloe? What letter comes first?"

Before Nate or I had a chance to say anything, Isaac is going, "Kw-kw-kwo-wee. . . Q!"

He was so excited that he figured out that first letter!

I'm still laughing!

???

Questions, questions, questions. . .

I took Isaac for his 3 year check-up on Monday (he's doing great, by the way). Our pediatrician always gives us a handout for "what to expect" at a specific stage of development. The first thing Isaac's "3 year old" paper said was: "Three year olds ask more questions than a district attorney." I kind of laughed. Isaac asks questions, but not tons and tons.

Well, that was MONDAY.

On Tuesday, we were going to school. The entire trip, this is what I heard: "Mommy, where is the sun?" or "Where is the sun, Mommy?"

And so it begins. . .

Unfortunately, I cannot bring myself to type up some of the questions he has asked the past 2 days or so. . . let's just say he has realized that HE has something that his Mommy and sister do NOT have. . .

Not taking my own advice. . .

Parents always tell me how there are things about their kids' speech that they don't want to change. . . like how "cute" it is when they say their r's and l's wrong. . . or how "cute" it is that they say "titty tat" for "kitty cat." As a speech-language pathologist, I'm not supposed to think those things are "cute," and I never really have thought they were. . .

Until now. . .

Isaac can't say the /r/ sound yet (which is completely fine at his age). He usually substitutes an /l/ sound for an /r/ sound. My favorite thing he says right now is, "What's your problem?" Only it comes out, "What's your ploblem?" It is so. . . . dare I say. . . "CUTE."

The other night we were eating dinner with Grandma and Papa while they were visiting. Grandma and Papa had some broccoli, and Grandma offered some to Isaac. He just touched it (never tasted it) but looked at me and said, "Mommy, I don't like bloccoli." Awwwww. . . .

The thing I always tell parents is to repeat what their children say back to them the RIGHT way. So if their child says "wabbit," they should say, "Yes, that's a rabbit."

But I have found myself looking at Isaac lately and saying, "Hey Isaac, what's your ploblem?"

NEVER say NEVER

Yep, it's ours. . . never say never!

(And we love it so far!)