It is amazing to me how children develop language. From first words to first sentences to verbalizing concepts and ideas...it's just something I marvel at on a daily basis.
I've noticed that Jack is starting to acknowledge the world outside of his own little personal Toddler World (for those of you without kids - toddlers and babies just assume that you want and need and like the same things that they do because they think, literally, that we are all living in their world and pretty much here to serve them, which is not too far from the truth actually). But this is fascinating to me. When I asked Jack, at Christmas time, what he wanted to get Daddy for Christmas he told me "cement truck" and "airplane toy" because, well, that's what Jack wants so why in the world would anyone want anything else, right?
I have lots of conversations with Jack these days - mostly about things like cement trucks and airplanes and fire trucks. But the other night we had the following conversation:
Jack: Jack loves trucks!
Me: What does Mama love?
Jack: Mama loves....pickles!
Hehehe!! Why yes, I do love pickles, and this love has intensified as my pregnancy progresses. In fact I eat about a pickle a day.
Me: That's right! Mama does love pickles. What does Daddy love?
Jack (after a moment of thoughtful silence): Daddy loves...ummmmmm...Daddy loves...meat!
HAHA!! We just about died laughing. Daddy does love meat.
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