 Comedy: August 22, 2007 Issue [#1899] |
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There's nothing like laughing at yourself to lighten a situation. If you can't laugh at yourself, after all, what can you laugh at?
My name is Melissa is fashionably late! and I'm your newsletter editor for this week! |
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For those of you who don't follow my life like the soap opera that it is, you should be able to tell by my handle that I am no longer pregnant. My son, Cameron Jakob, was born on July 30th at 5:40 pm, weighing in at a whopping 7 lbs., 7 oz., and measuring 21 inches long.
Giving birth means, of course, that I can no longer whine and vent and use my pregnancy as a source of comedy, since the pregnancy has turned into a bundle of crying, sleeping, pooping joy. But that's OK, because my children are a great source of inspiration and fun for me and often for anybody else they happen to entertain.
My 2-year-old is adjusting quite well to being a big brother. He's very protective of his baby brother and constantly asks where he is. If I'm holding the baby, he tries to find any and every possible thing to get into. He's figured out how to whine and is often testing his limits and stretching them until they're near the breaking point.
His sense of humor is something else, though, even with being in the throes of terrible-two-ness. He has developed a love of talking on the phone, especially to his Papa. Just the other night, he called his Papa to say goodnight to him before bed. The conversation went something like this:
Ethan: "Hi Papa! I'm getting ready to go to bed!"
Papa: "Oh yeah? What books did you read tonight?"
Ethan: "Duck in Truck. And the cars went around the track. And crashed! And I picked my nose!" [He demonstrates this for the phone by sticking his finger up his nose.] "Baby brother Cameron is sleeping and he had stinky poop!"
Papa: "Wow! And what happened with the truck?"
Ethan: "It got stuck in the muck. Then I played baseball and football. Go Irish! They win by one touchdown!"
Papa: "That's awesome! Well buddy, you have a good night! I'll see you later!"
Ethan: "After a while, crocodile! I love you, Papa!"
A lot of people can't understand half of the things that come out of my son's mouth because, like me, his brain doesn't go as fast as his lips. Many times, I have to explain to others what he said. From what I understand, this is a normal thing with parents of 2-year-olds. They speak their own language that the parents learn and then translate to everyone else.
It's too bad that parents can't call themselves linguists on their resumes. Could you imagine going to a job interview and being asked what languages you speak?
I speak Ethanese, ma'am.
Anyhow, I thank you for your time and I'd love to hear some of your funny parenting/babysitting/children stories to put in my next newsletter! Kids are a great source of inspiration! |
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