June 7, 2005 - developmental sweetness-
I wish I could record all of our conversations. It's so hard not to laugh, sometimes, when he says something that really should make me mad, or sad, but only makes me want to guffaw.
Like today. I think this is a developmental step of about-three-year-olds, wanting to try out his parent's go-to phrases. The ones that are meant to end an argument. I was backing up daddy, saying that he either had to help his dad clean the room, and get a treat, or get no treat. "Those are your choices," I said firmly.
Right away he came back to me. "But you need to get me a treat, mama. That's your choices!" I had to hide behind my laptop screen, I was cracking up so.
Later he told me that he wanted to sit with me. "That's your choices, mama!" he said, firmly, cheerfully. Oh, dear.
The other thing I love right now is how he's verbally testing what's appropriate, when someone has crossed a line into wrong, or silly. And it's so cute how he's doing it. "That guy can't take off his clothes and sleep on that table, no! NO!" he says, giggling and shaking his head the whole time (I was Google imaging "drunk" for a story).
The way he says this? Is the absolute cutest possible thing you can imagine. It's cute, and silly, and happy, and just so smart. And the limits he's testing are so concrete, and so comprehensive. He's really trying to figure out what should and shouldn't be, and it's charming as all get-out.
