Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A confession, toddler speak, and lots of pictures

First, a confession. I can't seem to get motivated to write blog posts lately. So many times during any given week, I'll think, "I should blog about that"—like, say, Easter, T's kindergarten graduation, soccer, baseball, and so much more. But then I get sidetracked and forget about it. Oops.

Next... I love toddlerisms—when little kids mispronounce words, leave out words, and generally mix stuff up. One of my all-time favorites was when S would say, "toomarno"—for tomorrow, obviously.

A2 and N have a few gems of their own. Recently, N has become obsessed with birthdays, most likely because just about everyone in my husband's family has a birthday in May. So, at least a few times a day, N will ask, "When my burpay?" I don't think she really understands what birthdays are, what hers will mean, or even the fact that she'll share her birthday with that kid who is always around, but I just love the way she says it.

For every word he says, A2 puts his own little deep voice spin on it, which I love. He also calls every kind of superhero "Man man." He's starting to distinguish a few of them by "Spi-man" and "Bat-man," but I still love the original A2-ism.

Of course, whenever I hear the twins mispronounce something, I try to help them say it correctly. And I frequently tell my older kids, "You know how to say that word. Saying it the way she says it doesn't help her learn." I am the daughter of a former speech pathologist, after all.

One of the funniest ones is how N pronounces kitty. She says it with a t at the front. This is, for obvious reasons, amusing to my husband and me. She loves these Hello Kitty utensils that S got a million years ago—so much so, that she refuses to eat with anything else. She really loves the fork for some reason, but I haven't been able to find it lately. She'll beg for the kitty fork at every meal, and she just has to make do with the spoon. So sad to eat yogurt with a spoon instead of a fork.

This afternoon, I happened to be cleaning the floor in the pantry, so pulling crap out. As I was putting the bread maker back in, I heard a clinking sound. Lo and behold, the kitty fork was in there. N will be so pleased.

And now, a ton of pictures to make me feel better about not blogging so much over the past while.





4 comments:

Angie said...

The first and the last ones are by far my favorites! Lovely lovely all of them (except that I am in the comatose adult shot). I too love all those little misspronounced words and hate to see them go. M lost her "binerina dress" (leotard) recently. She says ballerina now and I am so sad. I am so glad you were able to be here for CW's burpay and all our cute kids got to play together.

Monica said...

Oh where to start on these classic photos. Seeing each one of your older kids doing something impressive...ie dance recitals, graduation, baseball makes you look busy cause I know how much it takes to do all those things..getting tired just thinking of it. S's dance uniform...want one...mail one to me..love N's hat...picture of dad and ang asleep while all children in chairs (?) watching a movie is SOOO classic our family it's ridiculous! Baptism picture is precious and picture of A2 with hair so I now believe he has hair...i still need to see N's hair to believe it.:)

Jen I said...

Yeah, you have to watch out for those kitty mis-pronouncers. My visiting teaching companion and I went to visit a sister that had just been baptized for the first time and my companion's little boy walked in the house, looked around and asked the lady, "Do you have a titty?" Once my companion tuned into what he kept asking her she was like, "KITTY, Jack, KITTY! You really gotta get this one right..."

Nataluscious said...

Love S's dance costume! So cute. I also love this post. K2 is super vigilant about always having to say everything the right way. So on the very rare occasion that she mispronounces something we do our best not to let her hear the right way, or she'll correct herself immediately. Oh, how I love those mispronunciations! So, let your kids say things wrong for a while - pretty soon they'll figure it out and you'll miss those days ;).