This happened a few weeks ago. The kids are having a funtime playing with their mom. I enter the room, which usually sets off the anxiety for Vian.
Vian: I don't need you, appa.
Yoshi: That's not very nice.
Vian: Go away, appa.
Yoshi: Can you say something nice to appa?
Vian: Appa, can you pleeease go away?
Me: Thank you! That's much better.
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.
We're visiting India and the kids are playing with my brother's son, Thiralon (the 3yo protagonist). He's a matter of fact guy who is unintentionally hilarious.
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The phone rings at home and Thiralon picks up the phone. It's his grandpa calling.
Grandpa: Hi Thiralon, how are you?
Thiralon: I'm fine.
Grandpa: What are you doing?
Thiralon: Right now I'm talking to you on the phone.
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He's a rambunctious kid who loves to smash things. He has just smashed down a pillow fort. I'm trying to get him to admit he smashed it.
Me: Thiralon, what happened to the fort?
Thiralon: It broke down.
Me: How did it break?
Thiralon: It broke with a kaboom!
Me: LOL! Of course, it did.
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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....
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.