Friday, August 26, 2011

I guess I need to teach him more words

Henry-isms:

soccer = "football"
context: Henry's toothbrush has a guy kicking a soccer ball on it. He calls it his "football" brush.

Cheetos = tiger chips
context: Henry likes Cheetos, and yesterday he asked for more, calling them "tiger chips."

hail = "raindrop"
context: after a hailstorm, Henry tells you he's "picking up raindrops" that are sitting on the grass. This one is so cute, I don't even want to correct him.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Gumeye ball

There's an eyeball in the gumball machine,
Right there between the red and the green,
Lookin' at me as if to say,
"You don't need any more gum today."

And now, Henry's version. He skips line three and memorizes like a 2 year old, but otherwise it's adorable.



Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Privacy

I'm almost always accompanied in the bathroom. If I'm showering, Henry will play with something nearby in my bedroom, as the bathroom is a boring place even for just 10 minutes. In other cases, he'll just stand there, wondering when I'll be done and helpfully getting toilet paper rolls out from under the sink. Yesterday he was a little slower than usual in following me down the hall, and there were some strange bumping noises. When he finally arrived, I saw that he'd brought a little red chair with him so he could rest while he waited.

Monday, August 08, 2011

Is this normal?

As I was teaching Luke a little Shel Silverstein poem, Emmett recited the first stanza of a poem he'd read in Highlights magazine. I told him I'd been collecting stuff so that when his friends go back to school, we'd be doing some poetry. He said, "Woo hoo!" and pumped his fist high into the air. I'm pretty sure that's unusual for a kid on their way to 3rd grade...

Saturday, August 06, 2011

Oh-tay!

Henry talks a lot, but he doesn't usually have a "k" sound. So Luke is "Lute" and milk is "mut." Lately he's been saying "okay" a lot, 0ften when he can't exactly have his way. For example, if reading a book and he wants me to read a different one, I'll tell him we'll read it next. So he's satisfied but not super happy, and he slowly says, "oh-tay" in a somewhat downtrodden tone.