Guinness has lots of words, but seldom strings more than 2 together for sentences. Here is an example of a Guinness 'conversation'/train of thought.
SETTING: at the zoo, holding the fence of the pony/goat pen at the children's zoo section, looking in longingly.
Gate.
Locked!
Stuck.
HELP!
Translation: Mommy, there is a gate between me and those animals. It is locked, and I am stuck on this side! Help me please to get inside!
This age is just so cute, he is the funniest guy and makes us laugh so much.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Things Guinness has eaten this week
in no particular order:
green chalk
baby lotion
antibiotic cream
the drain from the sink (OK, he didn't EAT it, but he put it in his mouth)
the bathtub drain (see note above)
toothpaste
his sister's toothbrush
green chalk
baby lotion
antibiotic cream
the drain from the sink (OK, he didn't EAT it, but he put it in his mouth)
the bathtub drain (see note above)
toothpaste
his sister's toothbrush
Monday, December 6, 2010
Pretzel Party
Just had a late night pretzel party with my son.
He woke up yelling and crying, so I went to get him. "Pretzel!" he cries. So we get some pretzels. He eats those in the living room, then goes off for more He lugs the whole container into the dining room and so we're both crouched down on the floor, digging out pretzels under the glow of the Christmas tree lights. We do a few more trips and then I say, "No more." And he says, "Yi-ga" (=one) So I give him one. He holds out his other hand. I put one more in it, and tell him; 'liyan-ga' (two). He echoes me. So I say san-ga and hold out a third. He puts one pretzel in his mouth, holds out his now empty hand and copies me, "san-ga".
I put the pretzels away. I go to brush my teeth. He comes into my room with the pretzel jar.
Finally get him back into bed, a preztel in each hand.
He woke up yelling and crying, so I went to get him. "Pretzel!" he cries. So we get some pretzels. He eats those in the living room, then goes off for more He lugs the whole container into the dining room and so we're both crouched down on the floor, digging out pretzels under the glow of the Christmas tree lights. We do a few more trips and then I say, "No more." And he says, "Yi-ga" (=one) So I give him one. He holds out his other hand. I put one more in it, and tell him; 'liyan-ga' (two). He echoes me. So I say san-ga and hold out a third. He puts one pretzel in his mouth, holds out his now empty hand and copies me, "san-ga".
I put the pretzels away. I go to brush my teeth. He comes into my room with the pretzel jar.
Finally get him back into bed, a preztel in each hand.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Counting
Guinness is talking non stop: he commentates as he walks around. "Up" (as he climbs on the bed) "down" (as he comes off) "TV broken" (our bedroom TV isn't hooked up to cable), "Sleep"; he loves to come to my bedroom and just lie down.
Tonight we counted. We were going to downstairs on the elevator, ad I was saying 1 2 3,, 1 2 3, and then he said with no prompting four. So I said five. He said six. I said seven, he said eight. Crazy right?
Tonight we counted. We were going to downstairs on the elevator, ad I was saying 1 2 3,, 1 2 3, and then he said with no prompting four. So I said five. He said six. I said seven, he said eight. Crazy right?
Sunday, November 21, 2010
This weekend
Pulled over the shoe rack in the porch wrestling with an umbrella.
Got the sugar bowl down and was eating sugar (and spilling sugar EVERYWHERE) Who likes walking on sugar, anyone?
Threw sand on a complete stranger at the park
Borrowed every single shovel in the sandbox today at the park
Threw the communion tray down (ok, this one I didn't see because I was in the big service but I heard it through the wall)
Colored his leg and abdomen
Colored the sofa
Put the Mr. Clean toothbrush I was using to clean the sofa in his mouth
Bit the ear piece off Daddy's headphones
In less destructive news he learned what a sheep days, and and can say some very sweet few word phrases: More Please! and when you ask him 'How are you?' he says, Good!
Got the sugar bowl down and was eating sugar (and spilling sugar EVERYWHERE) Who likes walking on sugar, anyone?
Threw sand on a complete stranger at the park
Borrowed every single shovel in the sandbox today at the park
Threw the communion tray down (ok, this one I didn't see because I was in the big service but I heard it through the wall)
Colored his leg and abdomen
Colored the sofa
Put the Mr. Clean toothbrush I was using to clean the sofa in his mouth
Bit the ear piece off Daddy's headphones
In less destructive news he learned what a sheep days, and and can say some very sweet few word phrases: More Please! and when you ask him 'How are you?' he says, Good!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
This week
He was messing around with the vacum cleaner today, and he when he pushed the power button and it vrooooomed to life he jumped about 10 feet back. Ha ha, it was so funny! Wish I had a video camera pointed at him!
Yesterday he ate fallen taco meat from the dustpan and my deoderant. He loves toothpatse, too, and we are constantly chasing him out of our bathroom. Oh, and in the bathroom he loves to grab the toilet brush. I have to throw out his toothbrush today because he threw it on the floor and then grabbed the toilet brush and although I didn't see any contact, I just can't in good conscience give it back to him. Like he'd notice.
He's been healthy for a week. I should run get his immunizations done...
Yesterday he ate fallen taco meat from the dustpan and my deoderant. He loves toothpatse, too, and we are constantly chasing him out of our bathroom. Oh, and in the bathroom he loves to grab the toilet brush. I have to throw out his toothbrush today because he threw it on the floor and then grabbed the toilet brush and although I didn't see any contact, I just can't in good conscience give it back to him. Like he'd notice.
He's been healthy for a week. I should run get his immunizations done...
Monday, November 1, 2010
So tired...
He was so tired today after supper that he went to his room, crawled up on a chair and into his crib, and went to sleep :)
Of course he is tired from CRYING most of the night. Ugg, trip to the doctor because we are hopefully not going to have a repeat of that. Doctor did a chest Xray because his breathign looked and sounded bad and its almost pnemeunia but not quite, so thats good. The ear drum doens't look good either but he thinks he bumped his ear or something and its not and infection so that is good too. Got the regular regime of cough syrup, decongestant, exportant, and tylenol.
Of course he is tired from CRYING most of the night. Ugg, trip to the doctor because we are hopefully not going to have a repeat of that. Doctor did a chest Xray because his breathign looked and sounded bad and its almost pnemeunia but not quite, so thats good. The ear drum doens't look good either but he thinks he bumped his ear or something and its not and infection so that is good too. Got the regular regime of cough syrup, decongestant, exportant, and tylenol.
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