Thursday, August 26, 2010
truck - CHr-uck (major emphasis on the CH!)
car - cawr (NJ style)
shhh - sssss (make "O" with lips, curve finger and put against teeth) This is usually when Jude is sleeping, but he does it so loudly it doesn't make much of a difference.
cow - mooo
baby - bee-bee
Jude - Jewww (the 'e' is in a high pitch)
poppa - bobba
hot - hoTTT (really pronounce that "T"!!)
cool - kewwwl (Jon thinks he says it just like me)
yes - yah or ee-yah (he just learned this one and says it all.the.time. Oddly enough, he hasn't said "no" yet.)
fish - she? (as in fishy, but he always says it like he's asking a question)
cheese - chee
swing - swee
apple - ahh
train - tew-tew-woowoo
squirrel - girl
football - foof-baw (with plenty of spit from each "f")
Speaking of Jack (and his speaking) my almost-2-year-old is really growing up. I don't get as sad about it anymore because it seems that things are starting to get slightly easier. Besides, I have another baby on his heels that keeps my baby-love tank continuously full. So I am fully enjoying this little guy who is trying so hard to be big.
He's a huge "helper." I take advantage of this whenever possible. I can't remember the last time I actually had to walk to the trash can to throw something away myself. I simply hand it to Jack, say "trash" and he immediately disposes of the object. He's quite handy. Of course, he still likes to help sweep the floors, often cleaning up the very same mess he just made moments ago. And he really likes to help water, er drown, the plants. I'm slowly learning that he needs to be kept busy. Constantly. When I'm out in the garden and I turn my back for a second, he's stepping on plants and picking green tomatoes. But if pull weeds in between handing off rotten tomatoes one at a time to Jack and saying "trash", well I can almost get the job done.
But we're getting better. Mommy's adjusting to life with an active, willful little boy and Jack's learning the proper way to exercise his opinion. Sometimes I think toddlerhood took me by surprise. But then again, so did babyhood, and motherhood as a whole. I may have two kids, but with Jack I'll always be a first-time mom. And sometimes the learning curve seems so steep. Then I remember that this is how it's always been. Two steps forward, one step back. Progress is a spiral. Some days I think we've finally made it, finally figured this whole thing out. And then the next day starts off and I realize we're right back in familiar territory. And yet somehow it's still progress. As someone who thinks I could easily be a perpetual student, I think I've found my niche. Mommyhood. Where you never stop learning.