Toddler dialogues

When S was little, I did monthly picture posts detailing everything in his life, from the most mundane to the most exciting.  I have done my best to do the same for E - but sometimes a little less often than I would like.  However, I have noticed that since S turned one, I haven't really written anything about him or his profundities or quirks or delightfulness.  So consider this a teeny tiny window into the world of Samuel, age 26 months.

I should note that no one taught this child to make this face when someone takes his picture.  But the moment you whip out the camera phone, we go into all shades and shapes of this face:

Or this face.

Or, oh wait, this face:

Matching outfit (not) winning all (any) kinds of styling awards, but making for a very excited and happy toddler.

I think it's adorable.  But then again, maybe it's just because it kind of reminds me that we're related.  Like so, for example.

Only the classiest for the classiest.  But I digress.

Daily Conversations with S.

In general, S has three main veins of conversation -

1. detailing everything that has happened or is currently happening or will happen
2. making a joke ad infinitem
3. asking if he can help with something (anything) (everything)

He is, and always has been, one of the most sweet, helpful, small boys that I know.  And still to this day, "Helpf, mama?!" is one of his most common expressions.  Everything from baking bread to showering, he wants to help.  And while at times it does lend itself to additional chaos, as his "help" is still slightly less than refined at times, I think it is actually indicative of his personality, which is a sweet gift.  But, because whatever I'm doing, he's always right there, "helpfing" - we often have conversations such as the following:

K: (as we head down to do laundry) okay, S, we need to talk in our whisper voice because E is sleeping right behind this door, it's 9am on a Saturday, and we don't want to disturb our neighbors.  Do you know what a whisper voice is?
S: (whispers) Yeah
S: (shouts, 5 seconds later) MAMAMAMAMA Why-ya seeeping!!

Or, while we are (both, apparently) feeding E:

S: Mama feed Why-ya mopf bress?
K: Yes, mama feeds E with milk from her breast
S: Mama, one, two, seven bress? (points and counts)

The most I've ever had, according to him, is thirteen.  Because I know you were wondering.

"Helpfing" me nurse normal involves
sitting on top of his brother

Or, while he is attempting to "helpf" me shower:

K: S, can mommy have a bit of privacy please?
S: (perched on the edge of the bathtub): pie-racy? yeeeah... (doesn't move) (then dumps ALL the bathtoys into the bathtub)

Other times, we seem to tiptoe along the tightrope of learning and figuring things out and utter silliness and giggles:

As we learn the necessity of prepositions:

S: Mama, air-pin?
K: No, baby, Mommy is not an airplane.
::dissolves into fits of giggles and then repeats joke ad infinitem::

(ad infinitem is a common theme in our household these days)

As we begin our analysis of Freud's theory of "pee-is" envy:

S: (chanting excitedly, on repeat) y Daddy pee-is, y S pee-is, y E pee-is.  (sad face, quieter voice): Mama no pee-is.  Mama girl.

Also, the reason that we haven't mastered potty-training yet...

S: MAMAMAMA... pooooop-ing!
K: Do you need to poop right now?
S: YES!
K: okay, let's go poop on the potty.
S: no.... ahhh done! YAY!
(and lo and behold, he's always right...)

But, as the good big brother that he is (and he really is) - he is always looking out for E and making sure that he is safe and not getting into trouble.

S: Why-ya in BAAABOON! (the room with the toilet)

Silly little monkey.  How did he get in there??

And finally, if you ever need to entertain S - all you need to do is change a word or even a letter of a word, so that it's contextually inaccurate, and he will be helplessly giggly and repeat-y for as long as you're willing to continue making the same joke ad infinitem. Por exemplo:

S: y have juice?
K: no, S, we're not going to have juice today
S: (silly look) Nana juice?
K: no, silly boy, we don't have banana juice.
S: Nana goose?
S: Nana moose? Goose?
::dissolves into fits of giggles:: ::repeat::

While most days his energy totally tops ours, and we are waaaaaaay more excited for bedtime than he is, we are totally loving this little boy and all of the ways that he is growing up!  He is a sweet, curious, kind little man, and we are constantly entertained by his antics.  Especially when he tries to skip.  Or when he does his donut dance.  Or when he pronounces bubblebee as "bumbleME!"

Man, I love this kiddo!  xoxo