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Sven Speaks

Toddlers make me smile.  One of the really fun things about them is the things they say.  They imitate the big people in their life and for some reason that's funny.  (And endearing, which Scott would say is a survival mechanism.)

Sven has been in rare form lately.  He's always listening but he doesn't always understand what's going on around him.  It comes out later, which gives me insight into the aspects of family life that are most salient to him.

What he has revealed shouldn't surprise me: our family life revolves around our homeschool.  Even though a good portion of schooling happens during his independent playtime and his naptime, Sven still uses the lingo.  He wants to be a part of that most demanding part of my life and it makes me smile.

Some of the things he has said:
* while coloring at the table: "I'm doing my math."
* after a bedtime story:  "Mom, can you give me a narration for that story?"
* commenting on his brothers' chess game:  "Uh-oh.  You're in check."

I love my little chatterbox.
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January 27, 2016 at 9:16 PM
Oozaroo said…
Sven is charming! I could listen to him talk all day!
January 27, 2016 at 9:17 PM
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