Randomness: Yoyos and Nonos
Sunday 04.20.08I wrote a kinda heavy post on my other blogs, so to balance it out, I’m going to blog random funniness on this one.
Tonight while brushing his teeth, JJ was babbling about Yoyo and Steve taking a nap. I called to the other room. "Hubby, who’s ‘Yoyo’?" "Yoda!" "Oh. . . . Well, who’s Steve?" "Steve Fawver !" "Why are they taking a nap together?" "I dunno." And JJ just kept brushing his teeth.
Little A has added a new means of expression to his repertoire.
- When being fed green food
- When attempting to pass him off to a person who’s first name does not start with "ma" and end with "ma"
- When trying to put on his bib, when removing clothes
- When seeing his friendly ten-days-older buddy who loves Little A’s pacifier as much as Little A does
he now takes his head and shakes it violently back and forth. I.E. the little tyke is saying ‘no’. At ten months. Does it really have to start this early? Really?
This morning in church the Young Friends singers performed. In my head I was reliving the Young Friends singers days of my youth. Except that I didn’t attend my current worship gathering until I was in high school. But my high school friends had been YFS, and they videotaped their performances, and they liked to show them to those of us who hadn’t been present (special treat!). But it was awfully cute to watch one little boy get stuck in his sweatshirt – poor guy couldn’t find the hole to save his life (they were doing a song about goosebumps and put on coats for dramatic effect), another one sporting what must be her mama or pappy ‘s coat because the sleeves almost his the floor so she looked like she was a very young streaker with very pretty flowered tights, and then later watching them try to wave triangle flags about without poking each other in the eye. Because nothing says "God loves me and you" than a missing appendage. Precious moments.
My friend was apologizing for her dinner offering tonight: she sent her hubby to the store for bread, and he came back with Freddie’s french bread. "White bread! I’m so sorry!" "Are you kidding?!!" I exclaimed. "My roommates and I lived off of this stuff! Throw in a rotisserie chicken, and when we had graduated, a bottle of . . . oh man, crappy girly wine." Ash: "Arbor Mist?" "Yes!" Ash: "Aw, I knew we had too much in common." 
Yup: random.
I hear you on the “No” part. Espen learned to shake his head no several months ago, so Joel then taught him to shake his head yes. For a while he would get confused and shake his head no when we asked him if he wanted something that he actually did want–very cute. But when he means “no,” he means “no.”
The funny thing is, at almost 15 months, his favorite words are “this,” “that,” and “yesh,” as in, “Did you like that bagel?” “Yesh.”
And, his first “animal noise” was an elephant. Speaking of random…
Thanks for sharing your random thoughts! It’s fun to hear them.
Oh, stop it with the Arbor Mist! $6 at Safeway. Takes me back to a small apartment in Southern Cal about 3 blocks from my college. Love the random nappiness!