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Charter Oak-Ute NEWSpaper — Schleswig Leader, Thursday, July 12, 2007 – Page 3
Recently my daughter Grace (8) decided to review some very basic stuff with her baby sister, Annamarie (2).We were riding in the family minivan on our way to see fireworks in Denison. Grace began by asking Annamarie, "What's your name, cutie?"
"Annamree." she responded.
"What's MY name?"
"Gacee," she answered confidently.
Grace then pointed to their middle sister and asked "Who's she?"
"Elwen!" Annamarie again answered firmly.
"Who's that?" Grace then asked, pointing to my wife.
"MOM!" Annamarie was on a roll.
Then she pointed to me and asked "Who's that guy?"
"Dad," she said matter-of-fact-ly.
"But what's his REAL name?" Grace pressed.
"Dad-EEE," Annamarie explained, somewhat frustrated that Grace didn't seem to know the obvious.
Two-year-olds are amazing people. One aspect of her character that I guess I shouldn't have been surprised by was how short her attention span was at the fireworks show. This is an unusual two year old. She will actually sit for long periods of time with me and watch baseball games on TV. She's much more patient for listening to us read story books than either of her sisters were at her age. So I thought for sure that she'd make it through at least 15 minutes of a 20 minute fireworks display. My mistake, she barely made it through five minutes before asking if we could go.
The problem with having two older kids is that you tend to forget how limited they were when they were two and therefore overestimate the current two-year-old. As in- always bring a stroller, don't ask her because she'll tell you she doesn't want a stroller, because she's a big girl and can walk the whole way. Let me tell you, pushing a kid half a mile uphill on wheels is a lot easier than carrying them on your shoulders- especially when they're falling asleep. Plus they can't pull on your hair or your ears if they're in a stroller.
Pediatricians and child psychologists will tell you that two year olds pretty much operate under the delusion that the wolrd revolves around them. Be that as it may, I just can't get used to having Annamarie answer me everytime I ask anyone else, like her mother a question.
"Did you need me to run down to the store for some (name whatever item here)?"
"Yeah, Dad," Annamarie will pipe in.
I know that one of the ways that toddlers learn to speak is by immitating people, but this kid doesn't know when to stop. The other night we were having supper out at the farm and our nephue Nolan was explaining which roller costers he liked best from his trip to Branson and darned if his cousin wasn't trying to tell everyone at the table how much fun she had on every single ride, complete with facial expressions and hand gestures.
Of course, being only two she's not always that easy to understand. For instance, her favorite meal is "French fries and Dot-Dogs smothered in Tatschup."
"Annamree." she responded.
"What's MY name?"
"Gacee," she answered confidently.
Grace then pointed to their middle sister and asked "Who's she?"
"Elwen!" Annamarie again answered firmly.
"Who's that?" Grace then asked, pointing to my wife.
"MOM!" Annamarie was on a roll.
Then she pointed to me and asked "Who's that guy?"
"Dad," she said matter-of-fact-ly.
"But what's his REAL name?" Grace pressed.
"Dad-EEE," Annamarie explained, somewhat frustrated that Grace didn't seem to know the obvious.
Two-year-olds are amazing people. One aspect of her character that I guess I shouldn't have been surprised by was how short her attention span was at the fireworks show. This is an unusual two year old. She will actually sit for long periods of time with me and watch baseball games on TV. She's much more patient for listening to us read story books than either of her sisters were at her age. So I thought for sure that she'd make it through at least 15 minutes of a 20 minute fireworks display. My mistake, she barely made it through five minutes before asking if we could go.
The problem with having two older kids is that you tend to forget how limited they were when they were two and therefore overestimate the current two-year-old. As in- always bring a stroller, don't ask her because she'll tell you she doesn't want a stroller, because she's a big girl and can walk the whole way. Let me tell you, pushing a kid half a mile uphill on wheels is a lot easier than carrying them on your shoulders- especially when they're falling asleep. Plus they can't pull on your hair or your ears if they're in a stroller.
Pediatricians and child psychologists will tell you that two year olds pretty much operate under the delusion that the wolrd revolves around them. Be that as it may, I just can't get used to having Annamarie answer me everytime I ask anyone else, like her mother a question.
"Did you need me to run down to the store for some (name whatever item here)?"
"Yeah, Dad," Annamarie will pipe in.
I know that one of the ways that toddlers learn to speak is by immitating people, but this kid doesn't know when to stop. The other night we were having supper out at the farm and our nephue Nolan was explaining which roller costers he liked best from his trip to Branson and darned if his cousin wasn't trying to tell everyone at the table how much fun she had on every single ride, complete with facial expressions and hand gestures.
Of course, being only two she's not always that easy to understand. For instance, her favorite meal is "French fries and Dot-Dogs smothered in Tatschup."
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