Following on from last week’s funee post which featured the ‘nappy nippa‘, Andrew decided this week that it is actually a ‘nappy nipple’! Fortunately he hasn’t shouted that out anywhere other than home. Clearly there’s a lot of talk about cloth nappies and breastfeeding around here. So much so that he’s getting them mixed up. Oops!
Another random thing he’s come out with was his version of the name for one of those fruits that’s like a peach but with smooth skin. He hasn’t eaten many of these since he’s been talking, and this week we had some in the fruit and veg box. One day I offered him one and he ate some, and the next day, when asked which fruit he would like for pudding, he said ‘errr……Pectarine’! Incidentally, I’ve noticed recently that he’s starting to say ‘errr’ when he can’t think what to say straight away; it’s interesting that he’s learnt this filler to hold his place in the conversation rather than just staying silent until he works out what he wants to say.
Another thing in his speech that I’ve noticed this week is how he’s describing very big or very loud things that he sees and hears. Anything and everything that is remotely bigger than average in size is now either ‘massive’ (said with highly emphatic intonation and voice quality), or, less often, ‘really really big’. Sounds that are louder than average are ‘a big loud noise’ to him. And yes he’s STILL going on about the flipping fire alarm that made a big loud noise at the children’s centre about 2 months ago now – read about this exciting story here.
The highlight of Andrew’s speech this week has to be his love of those places in a road where trains or people can cross it. He has a real obsession with “level crossings” (said with great accuracy) at the moment. Whenever we go over one he gets very excited, and he even asked Daddy at the weekend if they could just go and see one for fun during their Saturday morning together. One slight issue is that he can get confused between a level crossing and a pedestrian crossing. I’ve tried to explain when he shouts “level crossing” at full pelt whenever we go past a pedestrian crossing, but to be fair “pedestrian” is harder to say than “level”. His attempts to copy my “pedestrian crossing” usually come out something like “vestry/destry crossing”.
So when we were on our way to a friend’s house in the car on Thursday morning, I was actually pleased when the lights started to flash and the barriers come down just as we approached a level crossing in a village just south of Cambridge. I knew that we could be there for quite a while as this was the London mainline, but at least Andrew wouldn’t be bored for a few minutes in the car. As we waited, I asked Andrew if he was excited that a train was on its way, to which he replied “Yes, might be Thomas”. I tried hard not to giggle, and said “it probably won’t be Thomas, but it might be a blue train”, knowing that First Capital Connect are blue and pink. He was quiet for a 10 seconds or so, and then came out with another hopeful statement: “might be Percy.” At that point we could hear the train in the distance, so he got excited and wasn’t too disappointed when it whooshed past and wasn’t Thomas or Percy – it was a train after all, and that’s all that matters in his world.