More Leo Says the Darndest Things

This week Leo has said things that fall into the following categories:

--Silly

--Sweet

--Smart

 

Silly:

Every morning when I come in his room, he’s turned his crib into an imaginary train. Here’s what went on this morning.

I walk in and he announces (as he always does), “I am the conductor, Mommy!”

“Yes, you are the conductor. Who is riding on the train today?”

“Elmo, Ernie, Baby Ellie ride the train.”

He then requested that I sit in his Leo chair to ride the train. I did as I was told, of course.

“I’m going to make mommy dinner,” he said.

“Oh, there’s dinner served on this train? How nice!”

He then went into this whole dinner-making routine, mimicking everything I do while preparing a meal:

“Be patient. Don’t huss (fuss). I’m making Mac N Cheese.”

When the fake Mac N Cheese was ready he told me had to put it in the refrigerator because it was too hot. Now remember, he’s in his crib the whole time, bustling around this pretend train kitchen.

Then he started singing the “Too hot for Leo” song that I always sing but knew enough to change the words to “Too hot for Mommy.” When I tried to sing along, he said, “NO! I WILL SING IT!!”

After I ate my fake Mac N Cheese he said, “Do you want ice cream, mommy?” and then went into this whole routine of “mushing it up” because it was too cold (which is what I do with his ice cream). And all of this pretend exchange was speckled with me accidentally calling him “Leo” and him reminding me that he is “The Conductor.”

When we arrived at the pretend station, he told me he needed to get out because “the conductor needs his diaper changed.”

 

Sweet:

Leo and I were eating lunch at a park and I was explaining to him what a picnic was. I said, “I like having a picnic with you, Leo.” He said, “I love you too, Mommy.” Aw!! And when he saw that I liked that he kept saying it, which I loved, of course.

Also, during our picnic, he took a bite of my sandwich and said, “I put too much in at once” and I said, “No, you can eat it. You’re doing great.” He said, “I’m just learning!”

That’s something I tell him but not that often so I was surprised he repeated it.

 

Smart:

We were at Walgreen’s, standing in line at the pharmacy. I asked Leo, “Do you know where we are?” He said, “Walgreen’s!” and then he looked over at the Take Care Clinic and said, “And there’s the wall…and it’s GREEN! Walgreen’s!” It actually was a green wall and you know what? That totally made sense!

 

And now back to silly for a couple of videos. Just like “Daddy Doh Tow” which he used to say a long time ago, I have no idea what “Acid Plum” means but he does and he has a little dance-like move that goes with it. Enjoy!

 

 

Cousin Conspiracy

Look at this face:

Does it look like the face of a manipulative, aggressive, kleptomaniac? She’s Ellie Simcik, Leo's one and only first cousin. And according to him, she is all of these things.

When we vacationed in Virginia Beach last week with the family, Leo accused 9-month old Ellie of all kinds of crimes. We heard allegations such as:

“Baby Ellie is trying to knock me down!” (When she pulled up on the chair he was sitting on).

“Baby Ellie is pushing me!”

“Stop hitting my daddy!”

“Baby Ellie took my trains!”

“Baby Ellie took my Ernie!”

We also heard the following two sentences several times:  “I don’t like Baby Ellie” and “Go away, Baby Ellie.”

The only thing Ms. Ellie was actually guilty of? Being adorable and forcing Leo to share some of the attention.

 

Luckily, she is forgiving and the two of them had some good cousin bonding time:

 

Leo introduced Ellie to the wonders of trains. (Shhh…don’t tell…she played with them while he was napping.)

 

Helpin’ a cousin out…

Hoarding Ernie and Elmo so Ellie couldn’t get them.

 

Cameras again? Can’t we just play in peace?

 

 

Cousins Cooking!

  

Yes, Elmo is mine!!

Bend it Like Leo

I guess all that World Cup hype got to Leo because he is ready to play soccer. I mean, just look at him:

 

He’s got the soccer ball, the water bottle (with soccer and other balls on it), soccer balls on his socks and a sweat band. (Okay, it’s really Granny Jo’s headband which he insists on wearing but we’ll tell Daddy it’s a soccer sweat band).

 

 

 

Action shot! 

 

Playing soccer with Granny Jo:

 

I just hope he doesn’t marry a Spice Girl.

Haircut + Hysterical Laughing

 

These two events having nothing to do with each other. However, I wanted to show you some cute pictures of Leo with his new haircut (his third!) and a video of John and Leo laughing when they were in Columbus at John’s Grandparents’ house last weekend. Oh, and anytime I can use alliteration in the title, I figure it works.

 

 

   

 

Leo says the darndest things

 

This morning I was changing Leo’s diaper and he was holding two of his trains—Percy and Christmas Percy. He was just chatting away and he said, “Percy and Christmas Percy get diaper changed. No. They don’t put diapers on the wheels. They get peed on.”

 

Another one from this morning:

Me: Leo, did you watch soccer yesterday?

Leo: YES!

Me: Who won?

Leo: I don’t know. (He says this all the time; it’s sometimes preceded by “I say…”)

Me: Was it the Netherlands?

Leo: Noooo

Me: Was it Spain?

Leo: Yes. Spain won, Mommy. Who won the basketball game? The circus!

Me: The circus? Who did the circus play? The zoo?

Leo: Noooo. The Lakers! 

Me: Oh, you meant the Celtics!

Leo: The Celtics.

Me: Who won that basketball game?

Leo: I don’t know.

Me: Yes, you do. Who won? The Celtics or the Lakers?

Leo: The Lakers!!

 

From a few weeks ago:

Me: “Where is Christmas Percy?”

Leo: “Maybe ask Percy!”

(I love how that not only makes sense but that he uses the word ‘maybe.’)

 

If we’re at a store and he wants to leave, he says, “I don’t like this store!” We were at HomeGoods and he said that. I said, “Really? Because I was just thinking that I like this store a lot!” When we got up to checkout, he stood on his tippy toes and got his chin right up to the counter so he could tell the lady, “I don’t like this store!”

In fact, he says he doesn’t like a lot of things:

“I don’t like the sun.”

“I don’t like Rah Rah’s show.” (The news)

“I don’t like Mac N Cheese.” (A lie.)

“It’s no big deal” is what he says when things go wrong: trains fall off tracks, he misses a basketball shot, etc. But he says it as he’s screaming or crying, “IT’S NO BIG DEAL!” (hence making it a really big deal).

 

Last night I said, “How is your ice cream?” He said, “It’s good. It’s cold.”

 

 

He likes to tell  us what to say:

Leo: Mommy say who says choo choo

Me: Who says choo choo?

Leo: Thomas!

 

He’s also into that stage where he wants us to “watch” everything he does.

“Watch this!” he says. And when we say, “Okay, we’re watching,” he does some crazy little dance. This weekend in the pool he said, “Watch this” and he would jump off a step. I guess after the 100th time I forgot to praise him so he said, “Mommy say ‘Good job doing that!’”

 

I should point out that he doesn’t say all these things totally clearly but we can understand 95% of what he says. But   here’s something I don’t understand at all: “Tee tee tot. Alsa Fwank.” And then he laughs hysterically. We now get that “Alsa Fwank” is “Elsa Frank” but we don’t know why he says “Tee tee tot” before it.

 

He LOVES to pretend, especially with his Little People. He puts them on the school bus and says they’re going to various places like Babies R Us (which is a rug in our kitchen). They’re always buying a football there. This morning he was pretending that he was giving Ernie (from Sesame Street) a ticket to get on a train. He makes up this whole story and dances around, saying, “Here is your ticket, Ernie!” Oh, and Ernie is his own shadow. He also loves his shadow and yesterday, tried to hug it. Right now he’s skipping around singing, “Go see my shadow!” And now, “Look at my shadow! Look, the shadow’s clapping.”

 

Here are a couple of videos of him playing with his shadow:

Heat Wave

This hot weather can’t slow Leo down. This past week he played all kinds of sports with Grandpa Ron, got patriotic, chased his friends, hugged John some more, splashed around in the sprayground, enjoyed lollipops with Aiden and finally--when it got really hot--took off al his clothes and lounged around on the couch in front of the TV.  

 

Aggressively Affectionate

Leo likes to hug. A lot. And sometimes he hugs his friends so hard that they both fall over, bump their heads and scream. The other day he was hugging John so roughly that I had to put him in a time-out. “A time-out for hugging?” Frank asked. Hey, it’s better than a law suit!

I’ve labeled this behavior “aggressively affectionate.” Now we are working on learning the difference between “hugging rough” and “hugging gently.”

Before this video was taken, Leo had hugged John to the floor. Then, after I pulled him off of John, he came running at him for more:

 

 

This video below doesn’t show any aggressive affection, just a couple of CRAZY two-year-olds!