With everything else that goes on in my life, I have been lax in chronicling the milestones of Brady’s young life. Lately he’s been astounding us with his rapid mental development, so I’d like to take a moment to describe the whirling dervish that is my younger child.
Brady is just over two and a half years old, and he is tall and weighs 38.5 pounds. Solid. He has a bright, cheerful demeanor, and shouts exuberantly about almost everything. Except when he gets angry, which could happen at any time without warning, in which case there is rarely any reasoning with him, and the situation quickly devolves into a time out for the boy. He sleeps in a queen bed with his older brother (their choice) but we keep the crib in his room for time outs and difficult nap times. Somehow he hasn’t managed to climb out successfully.
One can tell that his mind races with words, for he seems to understand just about everything we say, yet when he speaks quickly it comes out sounding like French – all vowels and hand gestures. He has that adorable 2-year-old lisp, which makes him say things like “fpaythe ship.”
For the longest time he called his brother “Cutteh.” It was weird but cute, and that has faded away and he manages “Kyle” quite skillfully. Here are some of the mispronunciations that linger:
Too too chain: choo choo train
Cholahkit: chocolate
Fix da bitch: fix the bridge
Basketti: spaghetti
Meekah: Mickey
Skunt: skunk
All too soon, these will vanish, too. As eager as I am for the days when he and Kyle will be more self-sufficient, at the same time, I want them to grow slower.
Thanks for giving us more Brady. I was just thinking about him this morning. Looks like the boys are too big to bathe together!
Loved seeing Brady’s personality in my car last weeekend. He is growing so fast..
Awesome that you’ve captured some of these cute mispronunciations. You will miss them when they are gone. I can hardly remember the ones my boys did.