Thursday, August 4, 2011

Ruv (troo ruv)

Maxx is in that awesome stage of soaking up all kinds of new words and busting them out spontaneously, surprising and thrilling us with his intelligence.  Just recently, he has starting talking about love. 

Last week, I asked him for a hug, which from him, is usually followed by a kiss.  I said, "I love you, Maxx."  Still hugging me, he patted my back, leaned away from me a bit so we were face to face and said, "bess frien' (best friend), Mama, bess frien'" and I almost died right there - so sweet.  Later, the whole family was enjoying some tin pan Jiffy Pop that Daddy picked up for the kids popping pleasure.  I asked Maxx (in a hardly leading manner, at all), "Maxx, whose your best friend?"  After a half second pause and with much conviction, he responded, "Daddy."  Guess I shouldn't have pushed it...

Yesterday I gave Maxx a hug (he's still willing to hug on demand- yay for me!) and asked, "Do you love Mommy?"  To which he responded, "yah."  Then, "Ruv Da-y (Daddy), too."

Me: Who else do you love?
Maxx: Ruv ki-iy (kitties).
Me: Who else?
Maxx: Ruv Ky-a (Kyla).

Aw, I ruv you, too, Maxx!

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Heavy Thinker

Kyla continues to amaze.

Last weekend we went to Chelan and had a lovely time, once we got past the Wal-Mart fiasco.  Yes, we were THAT family, with THE child.  The child, Kyla, threw a tantrum to end all tantrums; kicking & screaming and hyperventilating/crying and had to be carried (by me- awkwardly and with much effort) out of the store.

But that is really beside the point.  After calming down & gathering our wits about us (about 2 hours later), we got in the car and headed to The Lake Chelan Winery for their Falling Cow Festival. 

Kyla: The earth spins but cars don't fly off of it.  Why not?
Me: Well, there is this thing called gravity that keeps the cars and people and things on the earth. (and a little additional explanation)
Jedd: You know when you jump up and then you come back down to the ground?  That is gravity pulling you back.  Gravity pulls everything back down.
Kyla: But why can the birds fly and not get pulled down?...

Friday, March 18, 2011

Superheroes

Yesterday Kyla shared with me her plan for the future.  It went like this:

When I grow up, I'm going to be Super Girl.  And (cousin) Tyler is going to be Batman.  And we are going to be helper people.  'Cause that's what superheroes do.  They are good, not bad.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Marketing 101

Kyla is obviously paying attention to more than just the TV shows.  Today, when we returned home from ballet, she picked up a sock that was on the floor.

"Uh-oh, Mom.  Stained.  We need to get Oxy-Clean.  'Cause, see?"

This is the first time that she has mentioned anything product specific that wasn't on the TV at that very moment. 

Monday, February 7, 2011

What color are my eyes?

The other morning Kyla was looking in a little hand mirror.

Jedd:  What color are your eyes?
Kyla:  Brown.
Jedd:  What color are mommy's eyes?

She comes over to get a good look.

Kyla:  Brown and white and little bit cracked.

Apparently I was still a little sleepy and my eyes were a bit bloodshot (cracked).

 

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Maxx

Maxx is taking some big strides in his verbal skills recently.  You have to listen carefully and be aware of what is going on though, or you're likely to miss some of it, as many of his words sound very similar.  He says them in the cutest, somewhat high-pitched voice and most of his words have a strong emphasis on the ending and often will pitch up at the end as well).  It almost makes him sound British sometimes.

Some of his pronunciations:
Bok - milk or book
Butt (with extra emphasis on the "t") - button, which he LOVES to push - on the atm at the grocery, the dishwasher, the garage door, the radio...
Aight - light, which he loves turning on and off, also sounds a lot like his version of "eyes"
Peas - peas or please
Ep - help or up
Wee Weesh - goldfish crackers (this one took me a while to decipher)
Deet doo - thank you
Bee bee - baby, sometimes he uses this in reference to his Cars book that he loves
Cu cu - cracker, not to be confused with:
Ca, Cuck - car, truck - they sound very similar and I think he uses them interchangeably
Mowa - more
Bot - boot or boat or Boots, the monkey from Dora
Shzeow - Show.  Isn't it awesome that he already asks me to turn on the TV?  I think so.
Wa wa - water
Lollo - yellow
Chees - cheese or what he says whenever he sees a camera
Choo choo - train
Eh, eh, eh - for everything else

In addition, here are some of his other, more recognizable words:
No, shoes, juice, hot, NO!, mine, uh-oh

He is experimenting with repeating many of the words he hears us use.  Oftentimes, though, if we encourage him to say it again, he gets shy, or ornery, and will clam up.  But he is quite willing to help out Go, Diego, Go! and shout out whatever HE asks.  Well, at least he's learning and it is for the sake of helping animals, after all.

This week he said his own name ("Mac") for the first time, when he was flipping through a photo album. He also said Papa in reference to separate pictures of Poppy and Papa.

Maxx also has the most annoying cutest way of calling me.  "Ma...  Ma... Mam...  Mam...  Maaaaaaaam!"  Kind of reminds me of this clip of Stewie from The Family Guy.  And he will constantly call me and then point to something, just to say, "look" at this cool train or this book or the TV.  It's funny and mostly awesome.

And he sounds Irish when he yells, "Da!" whenever Jedd comes home.  Or the front door opens.  Or someone knocks on the front door.  Maxx can't get enough of his daddy.  So sweet.

Our little man is developing quite the adorable, impish personality!

Friday, January 28, 2011

Cold & Flute Season

Imagine this: Kyla is lying on the couch, watching Tinkerbell.  I ask what's up.  Pathetically, in a small voice, she says, "Mommy, I think I have a little flute."

I turn to Maxx, and ask him if he has a little flute, too.  To which he responds by pointing to his bare foot and saying, "shooo?"  And then, "wee weesh?" (i.e. gold fish, which is what he has in his mouth at the moment).