I noticed these days that every time I refer to something when speaking to my son, I tend to say it twice. Maybe it stems from pee-pee, wee-wee, poo-poo..There's milk-milk, wa-wa for water and ba-ba for banana. There's my strange nickname for him: pudge-pudge..For auntie, we've now gone with ti-ti. He can actually say ti-ti so it makes it easier to refer to her that way, although he doesn't really address people. He can say ma-ma and da-da but it is very rare that he calls me or his dad directly.
You know what's funny now is he recognizes the Skype symbol on my computer and phone...and he's always insisting on calling someone. We've been calling grandpa almost daily because of this. Of course, once we actually get someone on Skype, he loses interest and wants to hang up or change what's on screen so you can't see the person. Talk about short attention span.
I know boys are crazy active and will tend to get hurt a lot, especially when they get older. I am so nervous anytime I see him climbing things and running about. The other night, he lost his balance and fell face first into our coffee table. He cut his lip. It was awful but after five minutes he was fine. I can imagine there will be worse especially if he decides he wants to skateboard or something. In the playground, I am always right behind him or helping him out. I'm not sure if I should just let him be and run free. I can see now why my mom was nervous and never got me a bike when I was little but I hope I don't become super overbearingly over-protective. I suppose my hubby will balance this side of me out as he was known to be reckless daredevil in his youth..I've heard lots of crazy horror stories.
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