As Lily language skills explode into a full on verbal onslaught, I find a few things come up.
When she only had a few words it was easy to keep up, when most of those words had multiple meanings and were of her own design, it was even easier to have a conversation because there was much room for error. But now she is having full on conversations and it can be difficult to fully understand what she is talking about sometimes. Also keeps you on your toes, like just now she asked me if we could set up the Christmas Tree?
But, really what I wanted to say was how important it is to NOT take kids literally in the department of language, especially when it is concerning partially fabricated ideas.
I thought I knew what huggabuggas were, I was pretty clear that they were ghosts, not necessarily bad or scary ghosts, but ghosts that mostly lived in mommy and daddy’s closet.
But today we are in the car and she starts talking huggabuggas and low and behold she is reading a book about BUGS, huggaBUGgas, of course!
Yet the plot thickens because later I hear Luke refer to huggabuggas and ghosts in the same idea and I get really confused, only to realize, here is the deal, don’t take it literally. Huggabuggas are ghosts and bugs and who knows how many other things, THAT is the beauty of it
Today Lily was asking me Why?, why? why? over and over and started to get upset. I somehow realized that I was not saying a sentence that started with “Because” and when I did, she immediately calmed down.
When she asks “Why?”, she expects an answer that starts with “because”
What does it mean, nothing other than it is the littlest things that can make a huge difference to a child.
Consistency is paramount
Diving in my beloved mini van with the duo in rear.
Luke: “Something funny tasting, kind of minty in my mouth”
Dad: “what is it”
Luke: “I don’t know”
Dad: “Where did it come from”
Luke” “I don’t know”
(at this point I pull over because there is slight concern)
Dad: “OK, Luke, you just told me you had a funny taste in your mouth and I asked you what it was and you say you don’t know and I am concerned if you ate something that is not meant to be eaten then I need to know”
Luke: “I don’t know, maybe it was on my finger”
He is a bit mad and ashamed now, so I back off because at this point I don’t think he ate anything horrible and no reason to push it.
Dad: “Ok, well maybe you will remember?”
Luke: “OK. Ill think about it”
We were driving home and Luke was asking me when stores close? So I pointed out different stores and started describing which ones might be open and which ones were certainly closed.
We came to a traffic light where there was a Jack-In-The-Box. Luke says:
“Oh, that Jack restaurant is open. But they serve really bad food and ice cream sundaes with a cherry on top that taste like tylenol.”
There is a time in the late afternoon when I actually have to physically separate Luke and Lily form each other at the counter where we eat most of our meals or else they will just get so deep into each other rice bowl it is impossible to have a meal.
I had done this today and then heard the following:
Luke: Do you want me to move your chair closer to the counter?
Lily: Yes, thank you