Nice try, dad

Vian is still having trouble pronouncing the sound 'ka'. He uses the sound 'ta' when he tries to say 'ka'. See previous post for some examples. 

We're reading a picture book on the couch. 

Vian: What is this?

Me: That is a farm.

Vian: Farm!?

Vian: What is this?

Me: That's a chicken.

Vian: A Tciten? 

Me: Yeah a chicken. 

I noticed that his pronunciation of "Tciten" is suspiciously close to how he would pronounce "Kitchen". 

So I figured I'll take this opportunity to troll him using cognitive dissonance.

Me: Where is Amma?

Vian: Over there (points to Kitchen).

Me: What is that room called.

Vian: That's a "Titen".

Me: What is this called? (pointing to the chicken in a book). 

Vian stares at me a second while he figures out my trap.

Vian: It's a dut (duck). 

Once again I'm outsmarted by a two-year-old. Never been prouder. 

Truly wonderful, the mind of a child is

Vian is quite eloquent these days. But he still can't pronounce the sounds 'Ka' and 'Ga'. Instead, he replaces them with the sounds 'Ta' and 'Da' respectively.

Here are some choice selections: 

Vian: Appa, where is my tar (car)?

Vian: Tan I have a tootie (cookie)? 

Vian: Amma, gone to yoda (yoga) class. 


I always had a nagging suspicion that my wife is a Jedi. The way she can change my mind in one sentence....

Zen master or a troll?

My 2-year old (Vian) is getting eloquent by the day. He is not afraid to try out his new vocabulary.

Yesterday we were playing in the backyard. The kids want me to find them a rake. I walk around trying to find it, muttering to myself. 

Vian comes over and says, "I help you".

I accept graciously and tell him that I'm looking for the rake. 

Me: I wonder where it is. (muttering to myself). 

Vian walks over to me and pulls my hand. In all seriousness he says, 

Vian: Appa, it is somewhere. 

And walks away with the satisfaction of having just helped his clueless dad. 

Adventures with a 2yo

Conversation between Yoshi and I. 

Yoshi: I'm worried Sempi (our 2yo) might be a little dyslexic. 

Me: Why? 

Yoshi: He occasionally reverses the words in his rhymes.

Me: Like what? 

Yoshi: "Frosty the snow man was a happy jolly soul" . It's supposed to be "Jolly happy soul". 

Me: Oh yeah. He could be dyslexic or he could have a troll dad who subtly changes his rhymes to see if he'll catch it.  (sheepish grin)

Yoshi: Oh boy. What else did you teach him?

Me: I'm trying "Itsy bitsy tiger", "Row row, row the boat gently down the street" and so on. 


#ProudDad. 

Conversations with a 2yo

Sempi is playing in his room with some construction cones and trucks. He usually narrates his gameplay. 

I walk into the room and right at the moment he says: 

"Caution! Caution! Oversize load"

I wonder if it's coincidence or subliminal messaging. 

Conversations with a 2yo

Fine summer evening, I'm taking Sempi on a walk. He's carrying a flash light and shining it on every piece of object on the side walk and asking me questions. 

Sempi: Appa, what is this? 

Me: It's a rock.

Sempi: Oh. What is this? 

Me: That's a piece of paper.

Sempi: Oh. What is this? 

Me: It's a cigarette. Actually it's a cigarette butt. 

Sempi: Huh? Do you keep it in the butt? 

Me: Hahahaha. No. Sempi. *Still laughing uncontrollably*

Sempi: Hehehe. *Starts laughing*


He knows when he's made a joke, even though he has no clue why it's funny.

Conversation with a 2 yo

Me: Do you like Superman? 

Sempi: No

Me: How about Batman?

Sempi: No

Me: Who do you like? 

Sempi: Amma

Me: Aww. Do you like Appa? 

Sempi: Yeah (matter of fact voice). 

Sempi: I like you when you're at work. I don't like you when you're home. 

Me: o_O

Conversations with a 2 yo

Sempi insisted on doing laundry, helping put away the clothes and sweeping the floor. 

Yoshi: When did you become such a big boy?

Sempi: Three minutes ago. 

Continues sweeping the floor with a big smile and a song. 

Sempi: I'm a street sweeper with a broom in my hand.  

Montreal Bagels - 2yo review

I was in Montreal for PyCon 2015. I was told that Montreal was famous for it's bagels. So I brought home half-dozen bagels.

I made my son a delicious toasted bagel with cream cheese in the morning. He ate it with gusto and the following conversation ensues: 

Me: Sempi, did you like the Montreal Bagels.

2yo: It was ok (as he proceeds to lick his fingers clean). 

This kid is hard to impress. :)