I listened and held my breath as Arthur screamed at the top of his not so tiny two-year-old lungs. I had the sense that they were at it again, my two-year-old and my four-year-old. “Shae! Shae!” Arthur yelled at Rayner.
I put down the greasy, glass dish that I was just about to wash (by hand since my dumb dishwasher has been out, but that’s in a previous post), and wondered what crises was causing Arthur to cry as if his favorite toy had just been squashed to smithereens. I didn’t have to wait long as the plastic floor covering of our kitchen was soon filled with the tiny trampling of toddler footsteps.
“Mo-mee, Nerner noe shae! He no gee me caw!” he babbled angrily, telling me that Rayner wasn’t sharing a car with him. Before I could even call Rayner to come over, he had already summoned himself, and was chattering in his defense. His four-year-old speech was just a little clearer than Arthur’s two-year-old babbling.
“Ahter stoe my Bo-boe-bee,” he declared. Arthur had stolen his Bumble-Bee Transformer toy.
“No! Mie…mie…foun i! Foun I!” Arthur screamed. I’m not sure where he heard it from, but somehow, he had really taken a liking to the whole finders- keepers concept.
“Can you share it with Arthur? He wants to play with it too,” I said to Rayner calmly, trying to refrain myself from doing something I might regret later.
“O-tay, bu pease tell Ahter not to hi me. He gi me a owie,” Rayner replied.
“Arthur, did you give Rayner an owie?”
“Noooo….Nerner hi. See…owie,” he replied, pointing to his head. Somehow, I didn’t believe him as he made his big brown eyes look bigger than they really were.
“No hitting Rayner, or Rayner won’t share with you, okay?”
“Taayyy,” Arthur answered, his big, brown eyes looking even more innocent than before.
“Now go play and be nice,” I said to them both. Somehow though, my extra sixth mom-sense, the one that understood exactly what babbling and gibberish meant, knew that this wouldn’t be the end of it.
Ha, Ha. Welcome to my never ending world! This is so normal. I didnt realize how normal this was, until my husband explained to me since he grew up with siblings his age. Have a wonderful holiday.
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Awesome!!! Maybe I have a sixth sense too, cuz I understood everything!! Or almost everything. I am never good at recreating with spelling the garbled speech of my children. That was so funny and so real. That conversation sounds like 90% of my day, only it never goes as smoothly as yours did. And usually involves some tackling or thowing of balls at each others heads or Diego running off to the corner to remove his pamper and poop. Argh! Awesome post. I loooooooove visiting your bloggie. You rock!!
Yes…that’s our household too. Thanks for stopping by and happy holidays to you too.
I think as moms we all have a little bit of a sixth sense in all of us. Most of the time I am able to uderstand them, but at times when I can’t understand Arthur, Rayner never hesitates to translate for me……hmmmm……Anyway, thanks for visiting. I always love your comments. They rock too
They sound so cute! I have to laugh at the “foreign” language babbling they do though. As if deciphering their own little language isn’t bad enough, my 3 year old watches Dora and Ni Hao on t.v. and funny how they pick things up, he says some words in Spanish, some words in Chinese and some words in english. One day he was begging for his toy car and when I finally figured out what he was talking about I looked up the word “car” in Chinese and that’s what he was saying! So needless to say, that adds to the challenge of understanding him….lol. I love the way you told the story too, it made my day!
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LOL! I know exactly what you mean. They both love Dora and Ni Hao too, and when they start going into the Spanish and Chinese, I start tearing my hair out. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
LOL Been a long time since I heard this sort of kiddy gibberish now that my kids are teens. Brought a smile to my face
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Thanks for visiting, Clairity. It really is true. As much trouble as kids bring us, they really do make us laugh and smile too.
Awww, the motherly 6th sense. It is definitely a super power which allows us to understand a language that most would not be able to understand!
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Thanks for visiting Lynne. You are right. This definitely is a super power
Have a great holiday!
Hahahaahha I ahve to laugh this out, i love your kidoes cute jaberrish lingo heheheh. It is so normal here with my two little ones. They fight everyday and sometimes triggers my migraine. Being parents is very challenging isn’t it?
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Kids are the best aren’t they. I so do love listening to them, even if I don’t always understand them all the time