Herre dat?: Clouds

Friday, April 27, 2012

Clouds

On a cloudy morning...

Maxx: Mama, I wan' poke dat cwoud.
Me: You want to poke that cloud?
Maxx: Yah, wiff mine finger.
Me: Okay.
Maxx: 'Den mine finger will be all cwoudy!
Me: I guess so.
Maxx: I no wike cwouds.
Me: You don't like to eat clouds?
Maxx: No, but 'dey wike eat mine finger.
Me: They do?
Maxx: Yah, but 'dey wike eat trees better. 'Cause 'dey make 'dem BIG! And STRONG!

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Origins

When Kyla first started really talking, when there was an unexpected noise, she would say, in a grunting low voice, "Herre dat?" It became our own little family saying. As she got more sophisticated (at 2 1/2) she would often follow it with, "I herre son-sing!"

And since then she has just gotten more and more funny. She keeps us on our toes and rolling on the floor!

Our little guy, Maxx, is now starting to talk. Although at this point he mostly conveys his mischievous nature through his sideways glances and impish smiles, soon enough he will be chiming in with his own words of wit-dom. I'm excited (and a little scared) to see how he surprises us!