It’s Not All Mary Poppins

He says, she says

814413_child“Hi!”

“Hello, Noah. How are you this morning?”

“Hi!”

The husband comes downstairs.

“Hi!”

“Hi, there, little guy.”

“Hi!”

Anna is dropped off.

“Hi!”

“Hi, Baby Noah! I got my pink snowpants on because my black ones got all dirty in the park last night. Now I have pink snowpants on, and my boots have pink and black, too. See my pink snowpants, Baby Noah? You have black snowpants llike my other ones, but today I am wearing pink snowpants.”

“Hi!”

The dog wanders by.

“Hi! Dah! Hi! Dah! Dah!”

Emily is dropped off.

“Hi!”

“Hi, Baby Noah. Mary, are we going to do a craft today? I didn’t do a craft yesterday and I got sad last night because I wanted to do a craft, and daddy said to ask if maybe we would do a craft today. Maybe we could use the magazines and the glue sticks again today, so I could make a craft when I didn’t make one the other day?”

Timmy is dropped off.

“Hi!”

“Hi, Baby Noah. Mary, I gots a truck, and I can share it.”

The husband starts to put his boots on.

“Hi! Hi!”

“Hello, Noah.”

“Hi!”

“I did that already, buddy.”

Remember this stage?” I grin at him.

“Oh, yeah. When you only have three words in your vocabulary, you have to work them hard. Some kids are like that.”

“The b–”

“Whereas the girr-uls,” my sweetie intones, his voice comicly rueful, “they get their words in flurries.”

January 28, 2009 Posted by | Developmental stuff, Noah, socializing, the things they say! | , , , , | 2 Comments