Showing posts with label language. Show all posts
Showing posts with label language. Show all posts

Monday, 30 September 2013

My Funny Little Boy

At 25 months, Dylan is at the age where he can make me laugh every single day.  His language and understanding are constantly improving, but there are still so many toddler-isms and words he can't quite pronounce (anyone for some it-lot? (omlette)).  Inspired by Actually Mummy's Wot so Funee? linky, I wanted to record some of the funny things that have been making me giggle recently.

'Mummy, I'm a pirate, I want Jellyfish and Ice cream'

'I think I might like a tiny little bit more biscuit/cake/snack bar/raisins"/anything that he is currently eating.  One of the most overused phrases at the moment is 'a tiny little bit more', and he always says it with such an earnest face!

Grandma - "You're so clever Dylan"
Dylan - "No grandma, I'm a pickle"


The bloke is trying to teach Dylan about baby animals, but catch him in the wrong (read hyper) mood, and he becomes very insistent,
Daddy - "And what is a baby elephant called Dylan?
Dylan - "erm, a chicken egg"
Daddy - " I think it is a calf"
Dylan - "Erm, no Daddy, I think it is a chicken egg" *nodding very enthusiastically as he says it*

Mummy - "Where shall we go to get some dinner?"
Dylan (giving it some serious thought) - "Australia!" (I think he would be rather hungry by the time we got there!)


Dylan - "what's this, mummy?"
Mummy - "It's a can of soup Dylan"
Dylan - "No Mummy, it's Mr Tumble's spotty bag!"
Mummy - "Is it Mr Tumble's spotty bag?"
Dylan - "NO mummy, it's a can of soup.  You're so silly Mummy!"
repeat this scenario several times a day, with all sorts of random items.

I realise these may be much funnier to me than anyone else, but I want to record some of the nonsense that he comes out with as I am know the silly mis-pronunciations and toddler-isms will be gone all too soon. 



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Monday, 9 September 2013

The Very Best Age

I am finding myself falling in love with my two year old all over again.  2 seems to be such a magical age.  Of course it is not always fun or easy and we have our fair share of difficulties, but mostly it is just amazing.

My little man's cheeky personality shines through more and more each day and with his newly acquired language comes the ability to make us laugh more than ever.  He knows he is being funny, cheeky and silly and he loves to get a reaction.  I love the newborn cuddles, the baby days and those first wobbly steps but I am falling in love with the little boy that Dylan is becoming.

two years old, amazing age, two year old boy with pushchair

At 2 his imagination is really developing and he loves nothing more than playing make pretend.  He often goes pretend shopping (always for bananas) and watching him browse the side of the road trying to decide which invisible banana to pick is always amusing.  

In the absense of a doll, he will push Mickey mouse round in a pushchair for hours, stopping to change Mickey's nappy or feed him snacks and meals in the Bumbo.  Mickey mouse often pinches Archie's spot in the pushchair and I am told adamantly that Bubba must go in the sling as Mickey mouse needs to lie down and have a little sleep next to Dylan.

Everytime I leave the living room, I come back to find my beautiful two year old has scrambled up onto the sofa and is giggling away at being in Mummy's chair.  He wants me to crawl up to him and throw him over my shoulder and despite the same thing happening multiple times a day, it is always met with shrieks of excitement.

Dylan loves to sing and recites the entire Twinkle Twinkle Little Star nursery rhyme over and over throughout the day.  He sings the wheels on the bus, See saw, marjery Daw and happy birthday to you, with random shouts of crash thrown in too and will often sing songs to Archie to entertain him (although Archie is less of a fan of the crashes)

two year old, toddler, terrific twos, brothers

At 2, my little dude is learning his mind and what he wants.  He knows what he likes, and he knows how to get it and it is wonderful watching his communication come on.  Odd words together have now turned into full sentences and I am loving being able to have a little conversation with him now.

At 2, I am still his world, his source of information, stimulation and love.  He still needs me as only a small child can, yet he is gaining his independence and becoming his own person too.  

Despite the terrible side, 2 is starting out as a magical year and I know that as he grows, so will his imagination, his vocabulary and his ability to amaze us every single day.
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Monday, 10 June 2013

Wonderful Words

There is nothing more frustrating than not being able to explain what is wrong.  A lack of communication can cause no end of problems and life as a toddler is tougher than we give them credit for. So maybe they do get to ride around in comfy chariots, snack throughout the day and nap every afternoon.  Maybe they  do have a pair of adults running around after them making sure they have everything they need - it doesn't always mean they can let us know what they need.

Dylan's vocabulary is growing daily and he is always amazing me by using a word I had no idea he could say.     He is desperate to learn more about the world around him and is a little sponge, taking everything in.  With his new words, comes a better communication and I am learning more about him all the time

He becomes cheekier every day and he can let me know that something is broken, that he wants help, that he needs reassurance, that he is hurt and that he is tired. I still need to read his cues, but he helps me by vocalising his thoughts.  When we play, there is conversation.  Gone are the days of my voice filling the silence, Dylan chats away and sings along warming the room with his beautiful voice.

We still have a long way to go and with the increase in vocabulary we are also seeing an increase in frustration and tantrums as he still doesn't have the words to vocalise everything he wants to say.  Sometimes his pronunciation is not quite right and it takes me several guesses to correctly work out quite what he is on about.

Some of his mis-spronunciations make me giggle on a daily basis.  He often asks for a cheese and ham 'wosinge' rather than a sandwich and he loves to dance around to his 'shit-kick' as opposed to music.  As his speech improves some of those cute baby words are turning into real understandable ones though and I miss the cute variations that we once heard.

Every day he is learning, repeating and understanding more than ever before and his language is turning him from a baby into a little boy.  He has become more assertive, more determined and more interested in everything and he revels in learning about the world.  His words help me see it through fresh eyes as he wonders at a leaf falling from a tree or the animals he can see in the clouds.

With language comes power and Dylan is certainly learning his.


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