I mentioned in the last post how Noah had complimented my knitting. Tonight, again, he came upstairs – late – and with a sheepish grin, walked and then ran into my arms. He snuggled for a while as I helped Magali get started on a new knitting project. (I am increasing the popularity of knitting in France one au pair at a time!) Then I wanted to crack out the cello, so I gave him a jar of miscellaneous parts to look through. He sat there, quietly inspecting the odd assortment of things, and whenever there was a pause in my practicing he would set down whatever he was holding and smile from ear to ear and clap for his mama! This rough, wild, crazy little disturber-of-the-peace is also the most thoughtful, polite two year old I have ever met. Yes, he can be very two – demanding, bossy, temper throwing two! But he remembers to use “please” more than any of his brothers. And he thanks me for everything. He is very complimentary telling me “good job, Mommy” or “way to go”.
Some of his favourite things to say these days:
–Daaaaaaddy! Daddy, that’s mean! (In regards to the silliest stuff.)
– No way! (In disbelief.)
– Oh, that’s cool.
– I’ll show ya.
– Rub my back.
– One minute. One minute, Mommy.
Oh, there are many more but that’s all I can think of at the moment.