The Saminator is picking up words and phrases right and left these days, often after only hearing then once, which is really amazing yet freaky! Is this Jack-in-the-Beanstalk toddler the same baby who couldn’t even hold his head up 2 1/2 years ago? No! But yes! And now he wants to know the names of lots of things — a pot holder, an ATV, and the buckle for his throne/car seat. (If you could see the monstrosity that is a Britax Boulevard taking up most of the backseat of my Subaru Outback, you would agree that it is indeed a throne or at least a chair padded enough to use in the violent wing of a mental hospital.)
I must confess to you, my blogging afficionados, that he stumped me when we were collecting our bags at baggage claim a couple of weeks ago. He pointed at the carousel, and asked, “What this is called?” And his oh-so-wise mama could not remember what the heck it was called. Stumped, and he’s only two! I finally asked one of the bellhop guys who could help chuckling. In my wimpy defense, I hadn’t slept at all the previous night. (Don’t ask why unless you want an earful and then some!)