Tuesday, May 21, 2013

The new no.

He's almost two! The birthday feels appropriate. I've become comfortable with the idea of talking about his age in years and fractions thereof. Somehow this year has felt much more subtle in terms of developments. But recently, his talking has really taken off, and the transparency of his thoughts has shifted how we see him.


We left off last time with the heartbreaking development of "walk away, mama!" "Walk away" is something he now uses any time he wants to express displeasure. What kills is when he often approaches things he shouldn't touch, and when I stop him, he says, "walkawaywalkaway." And I can think of nothing better than, "No, YOU walk away."

"What do you want for dinner, Ferris?"
"No dinner. Walk away." 
"What do you want for dinner, Ferris?"
"Milk."

He certainly has confidence. I try to keep my expectations of him high, and take him out to coffee. He waited in line to pay; it made me so happy to see his patience! This guy was walking out and gushed about how "that's really a cute kid." 

"When's his birthday?"
"In June. He's almost 2."
"So he's a Gemini?"
"Yes. Are you a Gemini?"
"No, but I just knew he was. All my favorite people are Geminis."

Monday, May 13, 2013

My wife!

Despite being almost two, Ferris is still pretty obsessed with me. That is, when he's not saying, "Walk a-WAY, mama!" He will often cling to me, saying, "my mama." And Nick will kiss me and interject, "my wife!" Well, now Ferris is saying, "my wife!" as well. I can't say I mind being smothered with their affections. I had a great Mother's Day; I got a rose bush and planted some flowers with my mom and grandma. I've always been a little afraid of gardening, so I'm jumping into the week quite proud of myself and my newly found domesticity.