So this morning, Nathan and I were playing with his firetruck. “Firetrucks are pretty cool, huh?” I said as I rolled the truck around. “Firetruck!” Nathan said as he pointed to his truck. When I started making the siren noises, though, he pointed to me and exclaimed, “FireMOMMY!”
I cooked Nathan and myself some broccoli and cauliflower with our lunches the other day. When I handed Nathan’s plate to him, he picked up a piece of broccoli, looked at me, and said, “Tree?”
So Nathan’s new favorite word is “No.” Except he’s super cute when he says it, because he says it like it’s a question. He rarely, if ever says yes… so sometimes I just can’t help myself and I’ll play a little joke on him. Me: Nathan, are you hungry? Nathan: No? Me: You don’t want …
Nathan, Paul, and I were watching that ’80’s movie, E.T.: The Extra Terrestrial. When the famed E.T. appeared on screen, Nathan smiled and exuberantly clapped his hands. “DINOSAUR!” he exclaimed.
Yesterday, Nathan had some sweet peas for lunch. When I handed him the bowl, he peered inside and said, “A ball! A ball!” and delicately plucked out a pea with his thumb and index finger. And then? He popped that pea in his mouth and said, “Mmmmmmm. Good ball.”