Our son, the chatterbox. He repeats nearly everything we say.
Last night while I was rubbing lotion on him, I said, “Is mommy giving you a baby massage?”
He looked up at me from the changing table and said, “Mah-sah-juh!”
After my eyebrows came down to a normal level, I told him I would put his pajamas on. He looked at me and said, “PA-chameez!”
We live in constant amazement, and have lots of laughs as he mimics our language.
But the funniest moment was a week ago…
Typically, if I need something, maybe a fresh diaper or pair of socks, I will call from the top of the stairs. It’s a bad habit, I know. My DH actually hates it when I do this. But because he loves me so much, when I stand at the top of the stairs and yell, “Honey? Honey, can you send up a diaper?” my dear hubby will toss a diaper up, or whatever.
I was upstairs with my son, and he wanted to go downstairs. So I said, “Call Daddy to take you down.”
He trotted over to the gate at the top of the stairs, and suddenly I hear him calling: “Huh-hney! Huh-hney?”
At first I didn’t realize what he was saying, but when I realized he was imitating me, I could not stop laughing!
It is so sweet to see how he pays attention to all we do and imitates our words and actions. I hope he always looks up to us. And that we always give him a good example to look up to.
How have you seen your children follow in your footsteps?