Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Wow, Yow, Ow

Graeme and Liam aren't really talking yet, at least with words that can be understood by us. They are doing plenty of talking in their own language, to each other, to objects, to me. Graeme does have a word he sometimes uses correctly - wow, followed by several rhyming made-up words. Yow is his favorite. He will point with his thumb out, forming an L, and say, wow, yow, wow, yow. I think he may be calling me a loser, but I hope not.

One would think ow would be the favorite word lately. You see, the boys are dental prodigies. They can't just cut one tooth at a time. Liam has 3 molars coming in, and Graeme has 2 molars and 2 incisors coming in. There's lots of drool around here, and they want to chew on everything, especially their baby Crocs, Little People figures, and the foam alphabet playmat which they could probably chew through if I let them. Somehow there has been only one biting incident since my vampires post.

There are a few items to add to the list of joyful things for the boys. The most important one is hiding. They love to hide behind the curtains and the Lazy Boy in their room. They will play peek-a-boo with each other and the curtain, cackling maniacally. Today Liam actually tried to fall asleep behind the recliner. Guess he didn't want anyone watching.

Graeme also has started cleaning and is teaching his brother. They will open the closet door, get several washcloths off the shelf, and rub them on the floor like they are dusting. They will also "dust" their little table in the playroom. When we visited another set of twins recently, Graeme took their play mop and sat on the floor "mopping" for at least 15 minutes. I'm going to buy them their own cleaning play set, though I have noticed the only ones at Toys R Us here are in the girls section and are pink with lavender accents. In this culture of female household help for most of the middle and upper classes, my guess is that there are a lot of men here who have no idea how to clean, nor do they intend to find out. Well, if they change their minds, they can come visit us. I just stole a play ironing board that someone on our street left out for garbage pickup. The boys can teach ironing lessons once they can stand up for longer than 6 seconds.

1 comment:

grandma said...

Thank you for having this blog, I love reading about their new adventures. Have they hid from you yet.....Sean did, under the couch.
Dusting and mopping!! To use Graeme's words Wow, Wow, Wow.