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..of Abramese

My two year old is just full of awesome little sayings that give me a window into the way his mind works and always make me smile. Here are just a few.

-He's been asking me to do things for "a little minute". "Mommy, play outside a little minute", "Take a bath a little minute", etc. I think he is confusing "just a minute" and "a little bit". Yesterday he told me to get off the couch, put my phone down and play a little minute. Like those exact words. Cute AND convicting.

-He uses "good idea!" a lot now, for himself and me. Like when he asks to play outside and I agree, he says "good idea!" Or I'll suggest something, like a craft project and while we are getting everything out, he says "Mommy, good idea!"

-All prepositions are "uh", unless prompted otherwise. "Play uh Siena and Augie", "Do uh computer", "Pray uh me". If I ask him to say it again, he will usually fill in the correct preposition. But it's his own little short cut.

-Every time he gets hurt or he hears anyone crying, he immediately asks to pray. Like he smashed he head into the concrete wall while jumping around with Augie on the Majilis cushions, which they know they aren't supposed to do for that very reason. Amidst wails of intense pain, he immediately was crying "Pray uh it! Pray uh it ". We do, right away, and many times we take the opportunity to also pray that he would be obedient and careful, if the injury was a result of the lack of those things. Amazingly, he ALWAYS seems fine immediately afterward, wants down, and starts playing again. Pretty awesome. I also know when he is getting a diaper rash, because he will constantly ask for me to pray for his bummy. If he hears any of our friends' kids crying next door, he'll tell me and then ask to pray for them. Hope this heart of prayer continues into his adult life!

-He knows all his colors, but calls "yellow" "white" every single time. He used to know yellow. This is a new thing and we are working on it.

-There are three questions I hear more than anything else during the day:
   1. "What's that sound, Mommy?" when he hears any kind of vehicle noise like honking, or revving, or squealing out on the street.  Many times I have to tell him that I don't know and he keeps asking until I take a guess.
   2. "What does ____ say, Mommy?" The blank is always one of his car, truck or train toys.  "What does the big rig say, Mommy?"  "What does the steam roller say, Mommy?"  "What does this choo choo train say, Mommy?" (all in Abram's cute little voice with no l's or r's or sp's) I used to always respond with some kind of car or truck noise, but while my throat has been hurting, the vehicles have been singing little songs about what they do.  Strangely, he has been asking this question much more often lately...

 3. "Where'd Sewah Bewah go??" when she goes down for a nap and he didn't realize it or he wakes up from his nap and she is still sleeping.  It's pretty awesome how much they like each other.  Sure, he is not always gentle with her or mindful of where she is on the floor and he doesn't always share his toys willingly, but he sure does love her a lot.
My pale baby and my orange baby.
 
Don't mistake this hug for a choke-hold.

 So, I thought I would document some of this adorable and incorrect grammar, before he (Lord-willing) starts talking all correctly and stuff :)

P.S. I wrote this whole post this MORNING, while both of my kids were sleeping!  Selah woke up to eat at 6 and went back to sleep (yay!!!) and Abram, who hasn't slept past 7 for the last week or so is still sleeping at 7:50 (more yay!!!)  Praise God for answered prayers.

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