Those 70ish Girls

Two year olds have their own language. Just as I was getting some experience and knowledge in understanding what our grandson was saying during our week of babysitting, it was time to come home, a two day drive. The parents seemed to understand him and would translate, but mostly they were at work, so we were on our own.

“Yook, yook! Up dayer, Gimmy!” The two year old gave me those instructions as I searched the pantry shelves looking for blueberry applesauce packets. Luckily he repeated his instructions and helped us a great deal when we asked, “What? I don’t understand.” He was like a broken record and also super patient saying things over and over. If it were me, I’d say it three times then think, “What are you, a big dimwit? I want some applesauce and it’s right in front of your nose! I’m telling you what I want in my best English!” Thankfully our grandson was kind and respectful as we attempted to understand what he said. We sure grew to appreciate him and his language no matter how hard it was to comprehend. He would often say, “It’s tricky.” Boy, we sure agreed with that.

Or he would tell us to Google a song or a sound:

“Googol yiun ! Googol nocerus ! Googol sound fire truck! plite car!” We would comply politely and tell Mr. or Mrs. Google to play the sound a fire truck makes or whatever he asked. Sometimes he would ask, “Googol, blippi train song!”

If you’ve never heard nor seen Blippi, you’re in for a real treat. Especially if you’re around two or three. We saw a lot of his videos and heard a ton of his songs. Or you would love Raffi songs. You’re not up to snuff with two year olds if you’re not up on current songs, celebs and toddler stuff.

A trip to the zoo was an eye opener also and a lot of fun! It was a true bonus seeing the real animals and experiencing how the lil’ guy views them through his eyes and observations. He had a blast as did we.

When he could manipulate a toy truck or some toy train tracks and move the train along, he would say, “I did it!” When we were all working together on a train set or some complicated toy set up, we would all say, “Hey! We did it!” That was a good feeling and saying those words was uplifting. His energy just motivated us to be the best grandparents we could be at 70ish! You know what I mean if you’re a grandparent.

Napping was a must, not just for him but for us. Thank goodness there were two couches downstairs for Poppa and I to use to take naps. The dogs shared them with us which was a bit tricky, but we did it. Nightie night.