Forever, I thought that ace was never going to talk. But here lately he has really been jibber-jabbing about everything under the sun.
I recorded this video at dinner time the other night. Ace had been saying PIIIZZA all day, and so I figured he was asking for it… Momma wasn’t home to cook dinner, and I didn’t feel like cooking again, so we ordered some Donatos!!
Looks like he likes pizza just as much as me! He ate 6 pieces… 😀
So how do you know when you spend too much time playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook?
Maybe you check the leader board while on break at work to make sure that no one has beaten your score!
Could it be that you find yourself organizing the cans in your cabinets into groups of three?
Do you dream up ways to sabotage that person’s computer who will always get 200,000 points every single week and you’re lucky to get 100, 000?!
Or maybe…just maybe…a good sign would be your two year old, who only speaks the language of Nick Jr, running around the house saying, “One Minute…Go!”…”Bang Bang Crash”…”A New High Score!”
Maybe…just maybe…that would mean that you play just a little too much. 😀
I drove three hours to Cleveland today to fix some machinery. That’s what I do. If you follow me on Facebook, you see my updates every now and again from different parts of the country…fixing machinery.
It is very stressful. If they call me in to fix the machine there has many times been two or three other people before me that couldn’t.
Traveling, long hours, tough problems, businesses losing money because their equipment is not running, and it is all on my shoulders to make this large machine do it’s job once again. I am the last defense.
Well, today I was stressed out because I was waiting for UPS to arrive with the part I needed to fix this particular problem. It was delaying me by a couple hours already and I really wanted to get out of there and start that three hour drive home, so that I could sleep in my bed tonight…not a hotels.
My cell phone rang. The caller ID said it was from our house phone.
I answered, “Hello?” All I heard was silence…
“Heeelllooo?”, I said.
And then plain as day I hear, “Hi Daddy! (Click)”
I call our house back and Momma answers the phone. I asked her if she just called me and handed the phone to Ace to say “Hi”, and she said “No?”.
Momma has tried and tried and tried to get Ace to say “Hi Daddy!” over the phone when I am out of town for work, and he never does. He listens for a while and then starts pushing buttons. 😀
And today? He picked up the phone and called me all by himself…just to say “Hi Daddy!”
Yup. Today was a good day. 😀
Uncle. A simple word. Yet complex.
So what exactly is an uncle? Here are a few qualifying criteria of an uncle…
- Your mother’s brother
- Your father’s brother
- Your mother’s sister’s husband
- Your father’s sister’s husband
- Don’t make me break out all of the step, half, in-law, common-law combinations…we’d be here all night.
The point is that while we as adults easily understand what an Uncle is, it seems that the whole Uncle concept is confusing for two year olds…or at leat my two year old.
Ace has three uncles…Uncle Brandon, Uncle Mike (or sometimes referred to as Uncle Munch), and Uncle Charlie.
We have some family friends, that while not officially an Uncle, are around enough to have earned the glorified Uncle status. These people would be…Uncle Jason, Uncle Soichi, Uncle Shawn, and Uncle Bryan (with a Y not an I, like Bee-Ryan).
With all of these Uncles, it’s hard to believe that Ace has no real aunts… (So if any of you single ladies out there are looking for a single Uncle…I got the hook up. C’mon now for Ace’s sake…the poor boy is in Aunt-icipation) 😀
So, why was I surprised…
Why was I surprised when he pointed at me said, “Uncle Daddy!”?
We spent the weekend in my home town at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Riding the 4-Wheeler, lying by the pool, going swimming, and doing a little bit of partying on Saturday night.
Ace, however spent the weekend sharpening his speech skills and getting lessons from some of the best out there… 😀
Aunt Amber and Aunt Amy taught him some silly Frog song and he spent the weekend running around saying “mmmmm-eckkkkk mmmmm-eckkkkk mmmmm-eckkkkk-eckkkkk “. Don’t ask me… 😀
Aunt Amy also thought it would be just darling for him to start his flirt training. She successfully got him to say “Hey Gurrrl!” to a few of his potential future mates. You better watch out girls! 😀
Grandpa pulled in the driveway in his old truck, but Ace could not see him. Ace looked to the sky and said “Hewicoptur!”. I think he is indirectly telling you it is time for a new muffler Gramps. 😀
And last but not least, Ace was walking barefoot across the patio when someone noticed he was not putting weight on the heel of his foot. Everyone thought he may have stepped on something sharp. So, I picked up his foot and brushed off a bunch of dirt and rocks. I announced to the peanut gallery that it was just some “Rocks and Shit”. And of course, Ace proceeded to copy my excellent English lingo and announce by himself that it was just a bunch of “Rocks and Shit!”, “Rocks and Shit!”, “Rocks and Shit!”
Can’t Bose make some curse word canceling headphones? I mean hell they make the noise canceling ones! 😀