No, I’m not talking about the lovebirds or budgies – it’s Christiano.
I can’t even count all the words he can say now. This is awesome, but it shocks me. I was totally expecting him to not say one thing until he was 2, just like my girls. He seems to be taking after Jordan though. He doesn’t have quite the vocabulary Jordan did at a year and a half, but he’s not that far behind. (At 18 months, our dr said Jordan had the vocabulary of a 3 or 4 year old. I could literally have conversations with him at that age like I have with Alyce now. It was crazy.)
Last night he had a new one and I’m not completely sure where he heard it at. I don’t really recall any of my kids saying this, but something is nagging at the back of my mind telling me it had to have been Jordan.
We were hanging out in my bed last night reading books when all of a sudden Christiano said, “oopa day-ey”. Do you get what’s he’s trying to say? I looked at him and I said, oopsie daisy? He grinned all big, “oopa day-ey! oopa day-ey! oopa day-ey!”
My 19 month old now says oopsi daisy.
He also learned me too and I do!
Picture me, sitting there, doing my make up. Alyce runs up to me and says, I want lip gloss! Christiano runs up behind her, Me too! Me too! Then he opens his slobbery mouth all wide, just like sissy. Honey, the lip gloss won’t stick to your slobbery-ness.
I put on deodorant, he comes running, me too! me too! all trying to pull his shirt sleeve up to get to his pit.
Who wants a popsicle?
Christiano comes running! I do!!!!
Who wants to clean the living room?
I do!!!
No you don’t, stop telling fibs.
Last night, the kids had been told over and over to get their chores done. There was hardly anything to do. They kept putting it off and putting it off and finally supper was done. (Supper was frozen pizza because Katiana had a game last night and Pato had put my whole crock pot in the fridge full of the beef and noodle soup I made before Tuesday’s practice. I felt lazy about getting it out.) I told them they could eat as soon as things were picked up. Alyce came running to me. Mama! Mama! We’re done. Can we eat? Christiano started slapping my leg. Mama! Mama!
Are you done cleaning Christiano?
Yesssssss.
You, my dear son, did not clean anything, and you already ate your pizza.
Silly boy.
Are they not just amazing at this age? I mean, really they are amazing at any age, I love watching my kids learn new things, but at this age, at 19 months, it’s like they learn something new every time you turn around.
You also have to watch them so much more closely because they think they can do anything. The only thing Christiano is scared of is a swing. The child hates to swing, which makes me wonder how he is related to his sisters, whose 3 favorite words are mommy push me.
Other than that, no fear. He climbs EVERYTHING. In the time it took me to put away lunch yesterday he was on top of Jordan’s loft bed. Yes. He climbed the ladder and got on the bed that is higher up in the air than I am tall. (I have to stand on my tip toes to shake Jordan’s shoulder when he’s in bed.) Jordan’s door is now closed all the time. Only problem is, he can open doors now too.
And the refrigerator.
I need to get a refrigerator lock, but if he’s anything like my other 3, he’ll learn how to rip that puppy right off the refrigerator by the second day.
(That would be the reason I need a new refrigerator lock, I’ve gone through 3 of them, one with each kid.)
He climbs up to the top bunk of Katiana’s bed when the girls are up there. I constantly hear, mom! Christiano is on my bed again. When I walk in he’s sitting there with a big grin on his face and then scoots to the back so I have to climb the ladder to get him.
He pushes chairs to my sink so he can play in the water.
His favorite thing in the world to do is to dump the budgie’s food on the floor. No matter how many times he gets in trouble for it, when things are really quiet and I go in search of him, 9 times out of 10 he has dumped their food and is playing with it on the floor.
He can unlock and open the sliding glass door now. Escaping is also on his list of things to do each day.
Plus, he loves to climb on my bed and remove everything from the shelves I have on my walls. Then he puts the bird Katiana made me out of clay into the bowl Jordan made me out of clay and shakes it up and down. Give me that!
Jor-an did it!
Jordan did not did not do it. I am sitting here watching YOU do it. Don’t you go blaming Jordan.
No fear at all.
Did I mention that he reminds me of Jordan at this age?
Don’t you let that innocent little face fool you. He really is rather naughty.
And I wouldn’t have him any other way. He has brought such joy to our family. I adore that little guy.
Have a great day!
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too cute~~!! He’ll grow up quick!
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OH did I have climbers too! Bunk beds were the favorite! I never had one climb to the fridge but i have heard of others doing so. Oh…to have them that little again…we now have 3 of six at home, a tween and two teens. Grandkids remind me of the yesteryears but not the same as WATCHING your kids grow up right before your very eyes. sigh…I know you dont probably believe it, but it was easier then. savor it..it goes all too fast!
I think ALL kids are parrots! Geez, my kids did that at all ages! I’ve gotten myself into some embarassing spots over the years because of this “cute” little habit.
When my son was a year old we took him to the zoo and do you know what he was afraid of? Cows! How funny! Kids are so cute!
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Don’t you just love it, you thinkg they will never start talking and then once they do start sometimes you just want them to have an off button. My youngest who will be 7 in Nov, is still a parrot, you have to be careful what you say–he will tell someone, and what a memory — it can be a conversation from 3 months ago and all of a sudden he is asking “What about xxx”
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