Yesterday, I got to sleep in a little with mommy & daddy. After breakfast, we played in my room for a while. I had some good tummy time. I finally decided to go ahead and show mommy that I can roll over. I did it 5 times before I got really tired. I thought maybe I was being a little too mean by only rolling over when daddy was around. I took a long nap and then had second breakfast. I sat in bouncy chair while mommy and daddy hung giant socks and put up this big green triangle thingy. It has neat lights and shiny round things on it. It all seems a little weird to me, but whatever. Then they put me in that stupid torture chair and then put me in that big box on wheels. That's the last thing I remember for an hour or so. I know we went somewhere else and I missed out on a lot of fun, but I just couldn't stay awake. Mommy bought me this bitchin' Tigger coat/onsie thing. All the other kids will be so jealous. Lunch was good. Mommy makes really good meals. At one point, we sat in front of this big box with lots of colors and movement. It seemed like there were people running back and forth with some kind of ball. It was neat. The people in red seemed the happiest. That's cool because the people in blue and orange seemed kind of dorky. I had second lunch and thirdsies and took another short nap or two. Daddy laid on the floor next to me and read me three books. I hit him in the face several times to thank him.
FILE UNDER: PARENTHOOD
Monday, December 05, 2005
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
One thing I always tried to do is avoid "baby talk" when talking to Gavin. I always tried to talk to him as an equal, using normal words and sentences. I try to think that this is the reason he seems to have such a good grasp of language at such a young age.
But that's just me.
Although we can't resist the occassional coo and oh and ahhh in response to his noises, we do talk to him "normally", as you said. Instead of, "does the baby-waby need his diapey doo doo chay changeeed?", we'll talk to him and tell him what we're doing. "We're changing your diaper now. Man, that stinks!". We also make up songs and sing what we're doing. That's fun.
Post a Comment