Our kids are doing really good at practicing their English, but sometimes they mix words in the funniest ways.
For example, last night Meron was looking at the pics in a National geo and telling me what they were. She came across a particularly beautiful photo. She says "Daddy, daddy, Look me. This picture is delicious!"
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Nylonic
There are still so many things our kids have never seen before and don't understand.
Colleen was putting on nylons while dressing for work the other day. Emmy was observing. She had never seen nylons and wanted to touch them. So Colleen let her. Then the questions began.
"Why? Why you do that? Why, mommy? Why?" How do you explain nylons to a two year old who doesn't speak English?
Colleen chuckled and commented "millions of women ask that question every day".
Colleen was putting on nylons while dressing for work the other day. Emmy was observing. She had never seen nylons and wanted to touch them. So Colleen let her. Then the questions began.
"Why? Why you do that? Why, mommy? Why?" How do you explain nylons to a two year old who doesn't speak English?
Colleen chuckled and commented "millions of women ask that question every day".
Bottoms up
The other morning Colleen was snuggling with Emmy and giving her love. Colleen was kissing Emmy in appropriate places, and naming them before she kissed them.
Face, Nose, Ear, other ear, hand, finger, thumb, etc. It was bonding and helping Emmy to learn her body parts.
Suddenly Emmy says "Mommy, bottom. Mommy kiss bottom" To which Colleen replies not. Then Emmy says "Why? Why? Why?" Colleen just starts laughing uncontrollably.
Finally Emmy says "Gross??" We don't know where she learned that word.
Face, Nose, Ear, other ear, hand, finger, thumb, etc. It was bonding and helping Emmy to learn her body parts.
Suddenly Emmy says "Mommy, bottom. Mommy kiss bottom" To which Colleen replies not. Then Emmy says "Why? Why? Why?" Colleen just starts laughing uncontrollably.
Finally Emmy says "Gross??" We don't know where she learned that word.
Baseball
While I was away for a few days business trip, Colleen's Mom bought the girls a little nerfy style baseball and bat. When I got home, Meron could not wait to tell me about it. So I'm politely listening while she rambles on excitedly.
Colleen says to me "why don't you throw her a pitch?" and I gave her this look like "as if".
Meron smacked the ball so hard it ricocheted off three walls in the playroom. 5 pitches, same result. I could not believe it. Meron just stands there grinning all proud of herself and saying "Daddy, high five, Meron good job!"
Colleen told me her father threw about 50 pitches and Meron hit almost all of them with authority. Unbelievable. We know there were no baseballs and bats at the orphanage. The kids would have beat the stuffing out of each other.
Colleen says to me "why don't you throw her a pitch?" and I gave her this look like "as if".
Meron smacked the ball so hard it ricocheted off three walls in the playroom. 5 pitches, same result. I could not believe it. Meron just stands there grinning all proud of herself and saying "Daddy, high five, Meron good job!"
Colleen told me her father threw about 50 pitches and Meron hit almost all of them with authority. Unbelievable. We know there were no baseballs and bats at the orphanage. The kids would have beat the stuffing out of each other.
Meron's schooyard accident
I pick up Meron after daycare. She is in a corner of the playground all ashen and withdrawn. As I approach her, she begins to cry. Real waterworks. Turns out she had tripped and skinned her knee and was feeling very bad about it. I gave her some love, got her pepped up, and buckled her in the car for the ride home.
I got on the cell and gave Colleen the heads up. Meron was great in the back seat. Singing and telling me stories.
As soon as we arrived home, drama queen kicked in. What a show she put on for Colleen! "Mama, hurt, hurt, Bleeding, Bleeding, Don't touch, Don't touch, need icy, need icy" It was Oscar worthy.
The best part is when we asked her to walk from the den to the kitchen for dinner. She said she can't walk, and she started hopping on one foot. She was hopping on the foot of the same leg she had injured!! It was too much. Colleen and I burst out laughing. Meron, realizing the gig was up, got even more upset and started yelling "Not funny! Not funny!"
I got on the cell and gave Colleen the heads up. Meron was great in the back seat. Singing and telling me stories.
As soon as we arrived home, drama queen kicked in. What a show she put on for Colleen! "Mama, hurt, hurt, Bleeding, Bleeding, Don't touch, Don't touch, need icy, need icy" It was Oscar worthy.
The best part is when we asked her to walk from the den to the kitchen for dinner. She said she can't walk, and she started hopping on one foot. She was hopping on the foot of the same leg she had injured!! It was too much. Colleen and I burst out laughing. Meron, realizing the gig was up, got even more upset and started yelling "Not funny! Not funny!"
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Firrst day back at work
Colleen's FMLA leave ended on Monday. Ever since last Friday, she has been running around like a crazy lady all stressed out about how she was going to balance everything and be ready to transition back into her job. It has taken a toll on us all.
So I take the kids to daycare and as soon as we get inside the foyer they just go crazy. Running around in circles, flapping there arms, shaking their heads, and babbling nonsense. It was like some coked out witch doctor doing a rain dance or something.
When they finally paused to catch their breath, I asked them what they are doing. They said "Mommy doing go to work".
So I take the kids to daycare and as soon as we get inside the foyer they just go crazy. Running around in circles, flapping there arms, shaking their heads, and babbling nonsense. It was like some coked out witch doctor doing a rain dance or something.
When they finally paused to catch their breath, I asked them what they are doing. They said "Mommy doing go to work".
First Skunk
Yesterday we were riding to work/daycare and Emmy complained she was "tookoos" (too hot) so I cracked some of the windows to cool her down. Shortly afterward, we passed a freshly killed skunk.
You know how that smell just kind of smacks you in the face and makes you gag? So I looked in the rearview for the kids expression. Meron's eyes were watering and she said "Mendayo?!Daddy Mendayo?!" (What is that?)
Emmy started making up a song about P.U. P.U. and holding her nose.
You know how that smell just kind of smacks you in the face and makes you gag? So I looked in the rearview for the kids expression. Meron's eyes were watering and she said "Mendayo?!Daddy Mendayo?!" (What is that?)
Emmy started making up a song about P.U. P.U. and holding her nose.
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