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Some days ago, A went to get some lurvely pregnancy massage from Tiffany at Berkeley Sauna (whom we both highly recommend). While she was away, Calvin had a brief "Where's mama!?!" moment, ( which I explained. )
Calvin ate Doro Tibs last night at the Ethiopian place. The first bite, he chewed, and said "I want some more chi--" and pulled it out his mouth, making that "what is this unpleasant sensation on my tongue?" face that toddlers make when first exposed to chilis. Then he drank a lot of water and asked for more. He pulled the second piece out of his mouth, said "It's hot!" then popped it back in and ate it.
Food stuff
Jul. 6th, 2005 09:59 pmGod bless pitted fruit season. That's all I have to say about food for myself.
As for Calvin, he has much to say about food. Such as, "Want some more [whatever he just had]" or, "How about some avocado? Ok! More? More?" or, recently, speaking about his stuffed toy, "My kitty cat wants some goldfish, TOO!" This past weekend, after a disappointing lunch in which he did not get what he asked for, Calvin pointed to some scallions sitting in a basket near the sink and insisted, "I see more yams. Look Papa! There's some more yams, right over dere!" Although he was mistaken, the purpose was served, and we sallied forth on the bicycle ("Open up a garage door, go onna bike-a wide!") to procure additional yams for this week. He has been eating any/everything lately; we expect another growth spurt any time now, which is mildly frightening as he is already more than half as tall as his sister, who is no shrimp.
As for Calvin, he has much to say about food. Such as, "Want some more [whatever he just had]" or, "How about some avocado? Ok! More? More?" or, recently, speaking about his stuffed toy, "My kitty cat wants some goldfish, TOO!" This past weekend, after a disappointing lunch in which he did not get what he asked for, Calvin pointed to some scallions sitting in a basket near the sink and insisted, "I see more yams. Look Papa! There's some more yams, right over dere!" Although he was mistaken, the purpose was served, and we sallied forth on the bicycle ("Open up a garage door, go onna bike-a wide!") to procure additional yams for this week. He has been eating any/everything lately; we expect another growth spurt any time now, which is mildly frightening as he is already more than half as tall as his sister, who is no shrimp.
Parenting pop quiz
Jul. 6th, 2005 09:54 pmCalvin likes to be sung songs before bed. Unfortunately, most children's songs (and many others) have nonsense syllables in them, so when he asks for them by name, it can get complicated. Try to guess what song Calvin means when he says the following (easy ones first):
- Cradle and all
- Fidlee-i-Oh!
- Rolling home!
- What dee see?
- Fair Jata
- Jelly Stream!
- Up a Rail?
- Manadeedee!
- What Where? What Where? (trick question)
- Tickle-tee-tin? (Bonus round. Consider the parent in question)
Calvin has spent the past few days furiously cramming words together in his attempt to tell or ask us things. When he wants to link words into a sentence and he doesn't know how to put it all together, he interpolates with "-a-" as prefix or suffix, which makes him sound like Chico Marx. This has led to sentences like:
"Open a garage door bike-a ride!"
"Papa, boo-boo on a toe, kiss it-a better!"
"Going-a store! A stroller, ok? Wanna go!"
And the nightly routine of "Give you some more milk, rock a little!" right before bed. That's the only pronoun he still reverses with any regularity, and I'm not sure it isn't a joke for him, like the following exchange, which he absolutely knows is funny:
Me: "One...Two..."
Calvin: "Five!"
Me: "No, three!"
Calvin: "Five!"
Me: "No, three!"
Calvin: [laughter] "Five!!"
This is the child keeping me sane. Thank god.
"Open a garage door bike-a ride!"
"Papa, boo-boo on a toe, kiss it-a better!"
"Going-a store! A stroller, ok? Wanna go!"
And the nightly routine of "Give you some more milk, rock a little!" right before bed. That's the only pronoun he still reverses with any regularity, and I'm not sure it isn't a joke for him, like the following exchange, which he absolutely knows is funny:
Me: "One...Two..."
Calvin: "Five!"
Me: "No, three!"
Calvin: "Five!"
Me: "No, three!"
Calvin: [laughter] "Five!!"
This is the child keeping me sane. Thank god.
