That’s a demand we hear from Gatito a lot lately. Usually what follows is A trying to explain, “Pick me up! You are the me!” I can’t imagine what could be confusing about that!
For the past week, he’s been asking, “Where does the muscit [music] come from?” And we have long discussions about speakers and instruments and singing and dancing and banging on pots and pans.
He’s such a gorgeously verbal child and he gets almost everything right these days, so I find myself clinging to the few cute baby words he has left. Sadly, he is calling Pockeys Monkey these days. I keep trying to convince him that this is a monkey named Pockeys, but he is having none of it. My baby is growing up!
What signs of babyhood have you been sad to see left behind?
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When LK was little, he said “this day” for today. “What are we doing this day?” I loved it, and hated to see him move away from it.
OMG. i have to share. My best friends daughter is 3, and very articulate. (and adorabley cute with a northern-england accent) – and she has apparently started saying: “I’m only a little big”
My now 24 year old niece used to sing “Shew fly, don’t bother you”
My niece used to have an adorable lisp and say “yeth” for “yes.” She had to go to speech because she had a tongue muscle issue and she talks correctly now. We’re all a tiny bit sad.
I can’t bring myself to correct Hailey’s babyisms…it’s just to fleeting. My favorite was when she called corn bits (the cereal )convicts.
Isn’t that sad? The Girl now says her name correctly, which I hate. She says almost everything right. I am still clinging to baff (bath) and wiff (with) though.
My favorite was when my friend’s little girl called those fish crackers “feces” (fishes).
Oh, so many…he still says “yeth.” When he needs help with something he yells “help us,” even though there is clearly only one of him. And he too does what Gatito does – still says “pick you up!” when he wants to be picked up. And popcorn is “popcorns.” The other night I asked him to tell me a story and he simply said, “A story.”
It’s the babyisms I miss. Caterpillar used to be “billah billah,” then “happy billah,” and now it’s a very clear “pillar.” The phone used to be the “hello.” While it charms me to hear him say “Mommy,” it also pains me a bit to hear less “Mama.” Thank you has gone from “dadoo” to “dankoo.” I realize that I should be modelling grown-up pronunciation, but I have a hard time falling out of love with “tum!” for “come” and “bobble” for his bedtime drink of milk. And baby syntax slays me: “My do it.”