July 10, 2011

Today is Brought To You By The Number Eight

This trip has been mostly a hit and run. With the exception of my parent's home, where even that visit was four days shorter, I hit a family's house, stay a night, and move on.

Perhaps it's better that way as with three boys it is crazy energy and it's easy to wear out one's welcome.

My niece is speaking up a storm and for the most part, I've been able to decode. That Mother skill of interpretting a two year old's attempt at communication is not something that evidently goes away... it just takes a bit of time since every two year old is different.

The Great Flambina has a name for just about everyone. Ringo it G, Mr. T is T, my husband is 'Uncle G' clear as a dang bell, Bones is Yah Yah (which makes him nuts), and I am... Eight.

As in the number.

It was supposed to be Aunt, but she can't say it and then we were playing hide and seek, just she and I. She communicates wanting to play by putting her hands over her eyes and saying, "A..B... Dada, Eight".

That is two year old counting. Being that there are but four syllables there, you better hide fast.

Since I'm the one who has been playing with her, Aunt became Eight.

Imagine my confusion when I was hiding and I could hear this sweet 2 year old voice yelling, "Eight! EIIIIGHT! Eight!"

And she was yelling for me, I realized, when she found me and shrieked happily with wide open arms, "EIGHT!"

I'm OK with it sticking. How many people get their own crazy name like that?

I picture her getting married one day, introducing me to her fiancee and saying, "And this is... Eight."

Posted by Boudicca at July 10, 2011 03:18 PM
Comments

Ask Mo what she used to say in place of eight when counting "A, B, Dada, ........." You'll laugh if you don't already know.

Posted by: Sissy at July 10, 2011 05:18 PM

Well, it's better than 13.

Posted by: Kris, in New England at July 10, 2011 05:58 PM

That is an awesome name!!!

Posted by: vwbug at July 11, 2011 07:16 AM

too cute!

for 3 years, I was called Ryan because my step-daughter, when we first met, couldn't wrap her 2 year old mind around there being more than one person on earth with her name. Finally, when she was 5, I said to her after she called out to me, "you know my name is not Ryan, right?"

Kids are funny.

Posted by: wRitErsbLock at July 11, 2011 07:51 AM

Eight is a pretty cool name. Better than Stubby. which is what my husband used to cal his grandmother. Stubby was her cat... the other grandma didn't have one, so she was grandma...

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