Thursday 22 December 2011

22 mois.


Yesterday, someone asked me how old little L. was and I actually had to think about it. Now that he is almost two, it feels sort of silly to still be counting in months. Twenty two months, he is. That's a lot of months. And yet after all this time, he manages to become more and more loveable. Every. Single. Day. I could spend hours standing at his bedroom door, observing him in his imaginary world. "More water Monkey? No, Miaow miaow! C'est for Monkey le drink". It is the sweetest thing.

The power of toddlers' 'record button' is mind-blowing (although the monkey and cat gibberish is not from me, hmm). Often, we don't even realise that L. is listening to us and the next day, bam! new words. His vocabulary has expanded to the point where he is now speaking in sentences. Sentences! What a long way we have come since he was a wee baby. I am simply in awe with my lil' bilingual parrot: by his English, because he spends so few hours with us each day yet it is the language he speaks the most; and by his French, because we don't teach him any of it so hearing him speak is always a delightful discovery. Maybe he has the same love for languages as his mummy? I wonder.

But for now, he sure does make us smile our mini franglais boy. To his daddy's delight, and my dismay (two football lovers in the house, huh), he cheers "Arsenal, gooooal!" with a raise of the hand whenever a football game in on. I'm not sure he quite understands what it all means this football lark, but he sure knows it makes us laugh, so he repeats.

The best part about baby talk is that there is no beating around the bush: WYSIWYG. When we were in Greece, he held a pair of my knickers around his neck one morning and called it a bib (implying I have a big behind, per-lease!). He also tells us "I'm stuck! I'm stuck!" when we try to steal a cuddle from him and last week, as he came out of the bath and I was brushing his hair, he suggested combing his daddy's hair and then start combing his chest (yes, he is a tad hairy, à la 007). And did you know that toddlers are also professional ego boosters? Almost each night, I get "ouhlala, miam miam, c'est booon!" as he eats his home made (or not) diner and when I've been showing him my crochet/knitting projects he is always so impressed and tells me "oooh, mummy it's pretty!" (which of course, it isn't. Otherwise you would have seen it up on the blog).

Anyway, happy (belated) 22 months, my little boy! What an exhausting and wonderful journey parenthood is.

13 comments:

  1. That's extraordinary, putting together two languages already, he's so teeny tiny! The language development is really the thing that's enchanted me the most - once they can talk, you can see into their minds a bit more and it's pure hilarity! I could secretly watch Olive play for hours, and listen to that little commentary. Merry christmas to you lady. Enjoy that beautiful boy. Kellie xx

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  2. He us a wonder, and a darn gorgeous one at that! We have so many awesome things to look forward to on this journey of being parents, and you make me even more excited when you write about life with your little Franglaise! I think it'll be a proud day for ben when our little one shouts about Man Utd, boy or girl!!

    Have a beautiful Christmas with your boys, lots of live to you xxx

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  3. It passes so quickly! He is adorable and it amazes me how they remember words and mimick us. Being bilingual is such a great gift to have too. They sound very cute ! x

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  4. It's hard isn't it, keeping up with the months. We are now at 20 months, which is no longer 1.5 and not yet 2. Tricky. The language is so cute, although we get "pas bon" more than "bon" unfortunately! (Regardless if the food is delicious or not). Merry Christmas to you and your family. Cross our fingers for fresh snow. Pretty. x

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  5. Oh he is so gorgeous, and of course this is all familiar as he and Bertie are so similar in age (although, not the bilingual bit - that’s just amazing!). I really enjoyed reading this and it’ll be such a lovely piece for you to look back on. Have a lovely Christmas you Franglaises!! :) xx

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  6. What a lovely post! I can't wait to listen to my own lil' bilingual parrot :)

    Happy Holidays and take care xox

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  7. aw! He is too cute. "C'est for monkey le drink" -- I love that cute sentence :)

    Happy holidays!

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  8. I loved this post! Your little one is So adorable and great writing on your part!

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  9. so gorgeous! hope you enjoyed a wonderful xmas. happy new year! x captn

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  11. Oh my, I can't believe how big he's gotten! He's a little handsome kid now, instead of a little handsome baby! And I just realized that I've been in France about a month longer than L., and it sounds like his french is better than mine!

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