You know, ever since we started all this new anti-seizure med, we’ve had a spurt of extra communication with the little guy. With all his budding language, Tootles has developed into quite a conversationalist. Here is a quick rundown of some of his thoughts I had the foresight to write down before I forgot:
It used to be that he would always want me to finish his sentence. “The car is ______” (looking for a color). He will stretch out the word is iiiissssss so we know we are supposed to fill in the blank.
One day, he was being particularly wild and managed to knock over a cup of water.
As I started to wipe it up, I scolded him, “Tootles!” I shouted and stopped. He looked at me and softly finished my sentence, saying, “I swear….”
Do I say that? Oops, guess I do.
2. Santa Daddy
ME: What does Santa eat?
TOOTLES: Cookies and milk.
DADDY: Does Santa drink beer?
TOOTLES: Noooo! That’s silly!
(Actually, our Santa does drink beer… but I don’t think Tootles needs to know that yet).
3. Science 101 –
My son used to have a big obsession with the planets and the moon. Recently, he has noticed the moon again and was asking about it being full. So, I thought it might be nice to give him a little lesson:
ME: So, if the moon is crescent-shaped it’s called a crescent moon. Or if it is a semi-circle, it is called a half moon. When it’s a whole circle, then it’s a full moon.
TOOTLES: Or it could be an empty moon.
ME: (laughing) When would the moon be empty?
TOOTLES: When he’s gone.
I have never baked bread since my child was born. I’ve probably experimented with baking bread maybe three or four times in my life (from scratch – not a bread maker). When my son was about 1.5, he used to point to a picture of a baker and tell his babysitter that was mama. It really didn’t look like me but I digress…
He brought up baking bread with me right around Thanksgiving. This is the conversation:
TOOTLES: I want Mommy to make you some bread. (meaning “make me some bread”)
ME: Okay – I guess I might be able to try that sometime.
TOOTLES: I want Mommy to make chocolate bread.
ME: (laughing) Oh, okay – chocolate bread…
TOOTLES: And then make some frosting for the bread. To put it on top.
Oh c’mon! You knew cake is just chocolate bread with frosting, right?
Hard at work with his tutors from ABA, he has recently started a program in our car. He has a meltdown whenever something is dropped in the car or when the DVD player does not work.
He is working through being very emotional when he drops something. The idea is to teach him that he can get to it later so he doesn’t break down in tears, or scream for me to pull over to the side of the road and pick it up while I’m driving, every time something falls.
He gets into the car with his tutor, Rob who tells him that he’s a big boy and can put his seat belt on. As Tootles does so, he says to Rob, “I just want to sit down and relax.”
I have no idea where he picked this up but it fits perfectly. And hey, little boy, me too! I just wanna relax…