A small sample of chatter transcribed while Gavin plays with his “guys.”
Hmmm, i don’t know about this. I guess someone is going to fly off. Uncle Ryan and Daddy are going to fly off. We are going to fly off in our plane! And then… I need this guy to get in the pilot seat. But he’s not working! Mama, I need this guy to sit in the pilot seat but he’s NOT working!!
Wow! He’s gonna come back. Maybe I can ride in my tow truck. We are going to get in it too. I better get in the airplane. (Plane noises) This is our stop. He’s the driver. (More plane noises.)
On biting into a caramel-filled Easter egg, with a look of sheer disgust,
This isn’t chocolate!! There’s something oogy in it!
Stalling tactics at bedtime tonight:
G: Mama, my tummy hurts.
Me: Really, baby? Does it hurt for real?
G: (Big grin) Yes, it really hurts for real.
Me: If I read you another story will it feel better?
G: Yes, that’s going to make my feel better.
G: It only feels a little bit better. (And so on.)
When pretending to take the subway:
G: Here’s our stop! It’s time to get off!
Me: What’s the name of this station?
G: It’s uh, Rocket Gavin station.
Phrase of the month: You/He/I/Bubby didn’t realize…
Daddy didn’t realize it’s a snipping book, but it IS!
That boy didn’t realize that I wanted the cup to be there, that’s what I wanted!
You didn’t realize that I’m going to have a snack, THEN play with toys. Silly mama.
After using the potty:
I pooed in the potty! Look, are you so proud of me? I pooed like an animal.
When Daddy is leaving for work:
Daddy, Daddy! You forgot to give me a hug and a kiss!
While “writing” notes in a numbers practice book:
I’m doing work. I’m doing some work like Daddy.