After our brief break from a linguistic comedy report last week (in order to report the strange happenings in Andrew’s bed), I’m back with a hilarious round up of toddlerisms this week. Let’s start with a simple one. We have a set of Playmobil which includes a couple of trees that have a separate trunk and green bit so you can build them yourself. Andrew usually refers to this whole thing as a tree, but the other day he couldn’t find the green bit and came up to me saying: ‘look Mummy, I’ve just got a tree trump!’
I mentioned a few weeks ago, in relation to Andrew wanting to wear them in the bath, that we have a pair of bunny ears – I think they were from a hen do that I went on before having kids, but I thought they would come in useful for dressing up games! Well he was dressing up as a rabbit the other day just before bedtime. When he came in to our bedroom to have some mummy milk, he latched on and then his ears started to fall down because the angle he was at made them slip. He came right off and exclaimed; ‘My rabbit’s falling off!!’ I think feeding a toddler dressed as a bunny has to be one of those things on my list of funny breastfeeding situations that we’ve found ourselves in!
The same evening, as Daddy was sitting in with Joel just as he was going off to sleep in his cot, Andrew heard Daddy talk gently to Joel, as his voice came through the monitor that is in our room. Except Andrew hasn’t really understood the monitor yet (he rarely hears it, just when Joel goes to bed before him, which doesn’t happen often, they usually go at about the same time). He knows that it’s called a monitor, but he hasn’t understood the concept. So on hearing the voice, his response was: ‘Look, that monitor talks!’
Now for a couple of things he must have picked up from someone. I know one of them is from Grandad – randomly one day, Andrew came out with ‘everyone’s a winner!’ There was no particular context that I could tell, just a random outburst of this phrase that he has heard Grandad say to him many times. The other thing he randomly came out with on another occasion was; ‘Thingy and the crane’ To me this, especially as it as said with the same intonation, sounded like ‘Pinky and the Brain’ He’s not watched it (with us), though we may have said it to each other (we often joke ‘it’s working Pinky’ if something is going right, and that may end up with a quick sing of the theme tune!) That’s all I can think of!
Andrew has just developed a liking of the word ‘bigger’. Usually this is used in the context of ‘when I’m bigger…’, and his favourite thing about getting bigger is that he might get a pedal bike, according to him anyway. He thinks that ‘getting bigger’ is something that everyone should aspire too, as he happily told me the other day that: ‘Mummy’s getting bigger’! This outburst was quickly followed by Daddy telling him that he might not want to say that again, and that he’ll learn not to say this to girls in future. As far as I am aware, I’m not getting bigger in any direction!
He still lives in hope that he’ll be even bigger one day – on telling him that he was a big boy for doing so well at his reading letters the other day, his response was: ‘I’m a big boy, I can have a pedal bike now!’ Nice try Andrew, nice try!