Parenthood, man.
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| Don't let that sweet face fool you. One second, he was roaring like a dinosaur. The next, he was kicking me in the gut. |
Phineas will be three in March, and I feel like we're in the trenches. He's this small person with BIG feelings and not quite the words to express them yet. There's a lot of screaming (from him - I'm only screaming on the inside) and a lot of frustrating days.
Sometimes, though, Phineas will say or do something funny that helps me forget about the bad days.
Here are some of the things he says.
TRYING NOT TO GO TO BED
- You're beautiful!
- (pets my hair) I'm comforting!
- Let’s snuggle just a little bit more.
NAMES
- Gramma-rama
- I love Cawwa!
OUT OF THE BLUE
- You're not a monster.
- Your butt is probably tired.
- My bones are crackin!
- Let's do this.
- Thank you for giving me kisses. I love kisses.
NAMES OF THINGS:
- mac 'n roni: macaroni and cheese
- plugger: outlet
- presso: espresso (he likes to pretend to make espresso for James)
- minty: toothpaste
- whisker: whisk
- tormado: tornado/tomato
- bonker: hammer
MISC
- (in reference to farting) My butt burped.
- (in reference to my tattoo) That's your pontoon.
- (gives me the side-eye) What's up with you?
- (while hiking) I'm DOIN' it!
- (what he thinks is a joke) You work at school! Dad works at library! Hehehehehehe!
- (hearing that my dad's combine got fixed) Go farmer Grandpa!
- (hearing James and me talk about parenthood burnout) I’m burned out, too.
Phineas does a lot of things that make us laugh. He eats lemons and limes - just plain.
He plays the recorder, and he's halfway decent. He loves to sweep with the power sweeper, and he loves to help James cook. He sees pictures of me as a kid and says, "That's Phineas!" He sees pictures of my mom in her 30s and says "that's mama!" He loves animals and is obsessed with spiderwebs. One of the best days of his life was when the garbage man waved at him from the truck. His first multi-syllable word was "brewery."
Now that Phineas's goofy antics are written down, maybe they'll bring me a bit of joy if I reread them on a bad day. Just writing this after a bad week made me smile. These kinds of things are hard to remember in the moment, but hopefully I will remember that they are there.
How kids come out with some of the things they do is amazing. I remember when Matt was small, a common expresion was, "You can't beat a dead horse." Not only would he say it, he wanted to (and did) give my sister a picture of what he thought was a dead horse (it was just folling in the grass). At 5 years old, he thought that was the best gift that he could give to his aunt!
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