Bramell, Party of Five: Time for Conversations with a Two-Year-Old

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Time for Conversations with a Two-Year-Old

Yes, it's been a very long time since we've had an installment of Conversations with a Two-Year-Old here on the Bramell blog.  In fact, I probably haven't done one since Becca was two! Now, it's Conversations with a Pair of Two-Year-Olds.

What's funny is that we didn't think Evan would ever start talking; I even talked to the doctor about it at their 18-month check up.  He assured us that boys are slower to master talking than girls and his language skills would kick in around the 2nd birthday mark. And he was right!  It's not easy to have a real conversation, as he still is not putting whole sentences together. Maybe he'd talk more if Carley would shut up. She likes to do the talking for him. That's why it's quite ironic that he's provided us with not one, but two, nuggets for tonight's post.  Both in one day!

I picked Evan up from daycare today on my way home. He was very excited to see me, and was desperately trying to tell me something. Nearly the whole way from daycare to home he was saying, "my balls, my balls" over and over. I could not figure out what was wrong with his balls! I asked him a million questions; I felt like I was having a conversation with Rain Man.  Finally, I figured out that he just wanted me to know he played with balls outside on the playground at school!!  Not specifically his balls, but balls in general.

Then, Evan was sitting in my lap after dinner. I was smooching on his neck and ears, which usually makes him giggle. But tonight, he pushed me away and said very plainly, "No mas"!  Really? In Spanish??!!  I guess that love affair with Dora has taught him a few things.

Now, on to Carley and her little sassy self.

A couple of days ago, I had to pee really badly when I got home from work.  Instead of going back to the master bathroom, I just went to use the hallway/guest/kids' bathroom. Of course, no mom pees alone.  Within seconds, Carley was standing in the doorway in hysterics.  She was crying and hollering at me, "Other one, other one!!"  Oh yeah, and pointing.  Very dramatic, this girl.  Again, as no mom pees alone, Lee was also standing there. We tried together to figure out what she was freaking out about.  Turns out, she was yelling at me to go to the "other" bathroom!!  The child did not want me using HER bathroom, I guess.  By the time I flushed, she was laying in the floor kicking and thrashing around.  Seriously.

As you can see, the wee ones are coming into their own. They are mouthy, needy and full of drama.  It appears that big sister's influence has started to show.  Oh, did I mention they will one day all be teenagers at the same time? Yikes.

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