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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

My kid can moo

Brennan is learning animal sounds. And it's SUPER cute. He's been able to "bark" for awhile now. Our dogs bark all the time, and one day he started "ah ah ah"-ing back at them. But he wouldn't do it on command until the last few weeks. Now, when we ask him what the doggy says, he says "ah ah ah". My mom taught him how to "moo" when she took him to a dairy farm while we were in Mexico. And he knows how to quack now too, although it sounds more like "dack dack dack." The exciting part is that he responds to our questions now. The script goes a little like this:

Crazy parents: Brennan, what does the cow say?
Adorable baby: bmbmoooooooooooo
Crazy parents: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!! GOOD JOB!!!! [applause]
Adorable baby: [claps his hands]
Crazy parents: Brennan, what does the doggy say?
Adorable baby: ah ah ah
Crazy parents: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!! GOOD JOB!!!! [applause]
Adorable baby: [claps his hands]
Crazy parents: Brennan, what does the ducky say?
Adorable baby: dack dack dack
yeah, I think you know what comes next..............


So we do this over and over and over again.

No, really, it's the cutest thing ever.

I always said that I'd never be one of those parents who couldn't stop saying how cute their kid is. I swore up one side and down another that if my kid was just moderately cute, or not cute at all, that I'd admit that he was cute to me, but maybe not traditionally cute.

Well, I was delusional. I admit it. This is me eating my words. nom nom nom.

My kid is the cutest thing I've ever seen. And he does the cutest things I've ever seen. Even with his big purplish-yellow shiner he got after picking a fight with the coffee table (yeah, he lost), he's still the cutest kid on the planet. And I'd call you a liar if you told me you didn't think he is cute. Yes, you are allowed to think that your children are cuter. Every mom has that right.

Just remind me of this post next time he smacks me in the nose or throws a fit because I looked at him the wrong way or throws his plate of spaghetti on the floor for fun or ....................

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