"lola rosa lettuce" is very difficult to say when you can't say the letters L or R. at noah's school, they picked some and were preparing it and he brought some home, and he liked to talk about it. it sounded like "wowowowo wetuce."
he has a funny pronunciation of a lot of words:
california = calya fonya
why = woy
time = toyme
camera = camia
purple = poypuh
people = poypuh
on = owen
I = oy
my pie = moy poy
time = toyme
mama = mo-ah ma
moynut = minute
josh has been telling him a story about Goa, a little boy who lives in Berkeley California. he has a sister named Gaviva. this story has different parts, depending on the situations we are in. sometimes Goa is the boy who doesn't want to put on his pajamas, and sometimes he's the boy who doesn't want to change his diaper... this story has been a really good way of 1) distracting noah while we put on pajamas or change his diaper and 2) explaining why we do things. Goa's dad (in the story) always explains WHY Goa has to get dressed now or can't carry water around the house. also, when he starts, josh asks noah, "do you want to hear about Goa and why HE had to get dressed after breakfast?" and noah always says yes. and then josh says, "well there was a boy named Goa, and he lived in..." and noah says "bookwee calyafonya!" or sometimes just "bookwee".
something else that has been happening a lot lately is that noah needs things to be done a certain way. and if it's not that exact way, he gets very very very angry. this spoon for taking the yogurt out of the container, and that spoon for noah to use. pour the juice first, no a little more, and then the water. no no no not like that. he sometimes gets so upset about it not being the right way that he will cry so hard and not be able to talk.
the other night we went to a birthday party of another kid. noah was sitting in josh's lap at the time the cake was served. absentmindedly, josh took a bite of noah's cake. THAT WAS A MISTAKE. noah got SO mad.
the next day, josh said, "noah, remember yesterday when i took a bite of your cake by accident? and you were very mad?" and noah said "like caps for sale and to the monkeys." there's a book called caps for sale that we read sometimes, about a man who gets so mad at a group of monkeys who steal his hat. he stamps his feet and shakes his finger at them and throws down his cap because he's so mad. it was interesting (to me) that noah associated his feeling to the one in the book. anyway.
he has a funny pronunciation of a lot of words:
california = calya fonya
why = woy
time = toyme
camera = camia
purple = poypuh
people = poypuh
on = owen
I = oy
my pie = moy poy
time = toyme
mama = mo-ah ma
moynut = minute
josh has been telling him a story about Goa, a little boy who lives in Berkeley California. he has a sister named Gaviva. this story has different parts, depending on the situations we are in. sometimes Goa is the boy who doesn't want to put on his pajamas, and sometimes he's the boy who doesn't want to change his diaper... this story has been a really good way of 1) distracting noah while we put on pajamas or change his diaper and 2) explaining why we do things. Goa's dad (in the story) always explains WHY Goa has to get dressed now or can't carry water around the house. also, when he starts, josh asks noah, "do you want to hear about Goa and why HE had to get dressed after breakfast?" and noah always says yes. and then josh says, "well there was a boy named Goa, and he lived in..." and noah says "bookwee calyafonya!" or sometimes just "bookwee".
something else that has been happening a lot lately is that noah needs things to be done a certain way. and if it's not that exact way, he gets very very very angry. this spoon for taking the yogurt out of the container, and that spoon for noah to use. pour the juice first, no a little more, and then the water. no no no not like that. he sometimes gets so upset about it not being the right way that he will cry so hard and not be able to talk.
the other night we went to a birthday party of another kid. noah was sitting in josh's lap at the time the cake was served. absentmindedly, josh took a bite of noah's cake. THAT WAS A MISTAKE. noah got SO mad.
the next day, josh said, "noah, remember yesterday when i took a bite of your cake by accident? and you were very mad?" and noah said "like caps for sale and to the monkeys." there's a book called caps for sale that we read sometimes, about a man who gets so mad at a group of monkeys who steal his hat. he stamps his feet and shakes his finger at them and throws down his cap because he's so mad. it was interesting (to me) that noah associated his feeling to the one in the book. anyway.
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| tool box, tool belt + tools. it is important to wear goggles when measuring
for noah's birthday yesterday (he is three!!!!), dorian dropped off a card and some cheese for him in the morning. that was very nice. it also had a green shiny bow on it, which was just as popular. josh made a birthday quesadilla for noah with the cheese, and he liked that very much.
something else that has been happening - random acts of meanness. the other night i was tucking him in, all cozy and comfy. kisses and pets and the blanket is just right, and his stuffed giraffe is all cozy. he's smiling too and all is good. and then all of a sudden he hits me. or other times he's playing so nicely and concentrating and all is good and then all of a sudden he throws something hard (that he knows isn't okay)... or he'll hurt aviva. the other day he was pushing the stroller instead of riding in it (and i was wearing aviva). we're on the sidewalk on college avenue. he suddenly pushes the stroller down the curb into the street. luckily it didn't get hit by a car... ay ay ay.
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