Finally! A real word! Granted, the first on this list is me, perpetually Ma, specifically said to receive my attention, and the following two are food related, but really, what else does a two year old boy need? Colm has taken on his moose persona with great ease. All he needs is food and Ma.
His vocabulary is expending slightly though. I’ve noticed when it’s dinner time he will run around the house yelling “Eeee” (Elizabeth), “Kaaa” (Kade), “Taaa” (Aunt Tatia and Uncle Shorty. Strange.), “Booo” (Uncle Bookworm), “Maaa” (pronounced slightly different for gramma instead of mama). Bottom line, food is being served and if you don’t hurry up and get to the table the Moose will devour it all!
Slowly but surely he’s growing into a solid young boy. One trip to the ER already this month, an electrocution involving a battery, and too many bruises on legs, arms and head to count. The extraordinary differences between my moose and goose never cease to amaze me.
He is still quite the mama’s boy, despising the job that takes me away for hours at a time, and yet some days he’s okay with it and blows me kisses as I walk out the door. I’d better be there in the morning though to give him his hugs and kisses!