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he makes me laugh

 

I was putting Trevy to bed for his nap.  He was stalling.  Asking me in one word or less about various things and people.  Silly deserves silly.  So I responded by bouncing him on my knee with each syllable. 

 

Pop

 

bounce

 

Pop

 

bounce

 

at

 

bounce

 

work

 

And so one we went through at least four people.  I told him everyone was at work even though the truth is…I haven’t a clue where a few of them are!  Trevy with a twinkle in his eye proceeded to imitate me. 

 

Dih-Dough (Bristel)

 

he bounced himself

 

tares (downstairs)

 

bounced again

 

tryin’ (crying) 

 

And indeed she was!  I probably shouldn’t have laughed (or at least not so hard) cause really…she’s sick as a dog.  Poor baby.  But the whole scenerio was just too funny-cute not to.  I made up for it though by telling him silly was all done and it was time for nite-nite! 

 

…danielle

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KC's Warrior Mama said…
That is so darn cute! You tell the story perfectly too by writing the words the way that Trevy says them, which makes them way cuter :) And I am impressed (constantly with our kids) at how well he caught on with your game and was able to imitate it. As I follow your blog, I am getting a glimps of the progress he is making, and to me it seems so amazing. Keep up the good work and silliness Trevor!

Karen
June 15, 2011 at 10:21 PM
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