Friday, September 14, 2007
2 ½ is a fun age- at least for the kid that’s two. It’s fun for Ben and I, as well. Maggie is attempting to pick up on the nuances of adult conversation. Here are her latest attempts:
Today while riding in the car, I began whistling. Maggie watched me in the rear view mirror for a minute and then asked, “Mom! What is that music doing in your mouth?” I said, “I’m whistling.”
“I wanna whiskle-link!” Maggie said.
So I told her to make her mouth into an “O” shape and blow air. For the next five minutes in the car, I had to listen to her squealing in her highest-pitched voice, stopping every few breaths to exclaim, “I can whiskle, mom! I can!”
The other day I told Maggie (who had been extremely trying that morning) that she was bugging me, to which she replied, “Mom, you need a spider web!”
Ben and I were visiting Jonathan the other day (my brother- Maggie’s uncle). He was talking to Maggie, telling her how cute she was, etc. Maggie looked at him and said, “You’re annoying.”