A Little More Grantinese
It's been a LONG time since my last Grantinese post, hasn't it? I figure I better do one before a)I forget all the cute things he has said, or b) He grows out of all his little foibles. So, get set for some cuteness!
For a while we've been listening to Winnie-the-Pooh books on cd, and the boys love to act out certain scenes. Grant likes to be Pooh, and he likes Grayson to be "Principal Robin." I have corrected this little mix-up, so he now says very carefully, "Chris-ta-bull Robin."
The boys recently got the Star Wars Lego game for their Wii, which has led to a sort of obsession with Star Wars. They're only allowed to play at certain times (usually when I'm cooking and can't keep an eye on them), so the rest of the time they pretend to be characters from the movies. Grant especially loves to be "Wuke" and for me to be "Weia" and for Grayson to be "Darf Bader, the daddy!" He calls C3PO "3-Seep", and Han Solo is "Wan Sodo".
Grant is a very appreciative little fellow. He's always the first to say "Sanks" when he gets something or someone does him a favor. Being the little brother and the littlest cousin, he also gets a lot of hand-me-downs. He never seems to mind, though sometimes I feel bad when, handed a piece of clothing, he automatically asks whose it used to be. The same is true for his preschool workbooks. I had never bought him his own, because we had pieces of about five different ones that we worked from. I decided, since he is doing "school" everyday now with Grayson and me, that he should have his own book. When I saw one at Costco that was hard-backed and covered every single thing in one big book, I showed it to him and asked if he would like to have a school book of his own. Oh my goodness. Y'all, you would have thought I had handed him the secrets of the universe! He hugged the book to his chest, and said, "Really?? A school book of my verrry own??? Mom! You're the best mom ever!" The rest of the trip around Costco, he sat in the seat of the shopping cart, singing my praises. "Mom, you just do all the best things! You swim with me; even I can cook with you; even you teach me stuffs; even you make stuff on your sewin' thing." On and on it went, melting my heart all the while. Then it turned into telling me how much he loved me. "Mom, I love you even in the heart! and in the whole world! and even I love you in the sun! and Mom, I even love you in the whole awexy! (galaxy)." The best part was, a little later he started making these pitiful crying noises. I asked him what was wrong, and he said, "Nothin's wrong. I'm crying cries of joy!" I know it's impossible, given the amount of testosterone in our future, but I wish this sweetness could last forever.