Post 307: EBD

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A little while back Lily told me she was having a some problems going to the bathroom (number 2, my words, not hers) but that everything was fine after she went E-B-D

I asked her what E-B-D was and she said, you know, and then she grunted a long

EEEEEEEE—BEEEEEEEE—DEEEEEEEE

And it all became clear. What I love about EBD is that if I ever use force to open something, or pry something that requires some effort, Lily goes, Oh, EBD!

Luke does it as well, it has caught on!

Post 289: Tree (Three)

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Lily turned three. I could say a lot about how it feels like only yesterday…, but what I really think is that she is three today and she will be six tomorrow, why, because she told me she would be. Literally, she said “tomorrow I be six

She wanted a blue kitty cat cake. We decided on ice cream and when it came time to frost it, she decided she didn’t want that (her words) and when we served her she didn’t want the graham cracker crust it was sitting on either, what did she want?

VANILLA ICE CREAM of course!

The level of her growth is beyond description.

Today at 10:30 am I asked her what she wanted to do and her reply was “Go pick up Lukie'” which was four hours away form happening, but it tells you where her mind is at.

She also went and picked some blueberries from a blueberry bush we have, she brought them to me and I thanked her and I told her that she should leave the reddish ones on the plant until they are blue. She immediately disappeared and when she came back there were only ripe ones in the bowl. I asked her where the other ones were add she told me she had put them back on the tree.

I have been out of the blog cycle for many months, Ill try to play catch up now.

Post 285: Huggabuggas

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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.

Huggabuggas

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

Post 281: Why=because?

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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

Post 277: Invisible mint bugger

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”