The scenic route

Amazing how the addition of one word to a vocabulary can change the whole texture of speech. I mentioned Isaac's "I'm already in the bed" episode the other day, and since then I've heard "already" crop up in a few more places: "I already peed. I don't have to pee," and "It's black already" (meaning that it was already dark outside).

We're also hearing some more negotiation. Here's a snippet from last night's bedtime routine:

ISAAC: I want a snack!

MOMMY: Okay, Isaac, do you want some oatcakes?

ISAAC: Yes.

MOMMY: How many do you want?

ISAAC: Twenty-nine.

MOMMY: Twenty-nine is too many. How many do you really want?

ISAAC: Six.

MOMMY:  Still too many. How about four?

ISAAC:  How about five?

MOMMY: Deal.

At night, when Isaac is asleep and I can hear the soft taptaptap of J. working on the computer in the other room, I try to clear my head and think about this journey we're on: twisty, sinuous, meandering eccentrically forward.  

Developmentally speaking, we're taking the scenic route.  

Sometimes along the way there is a moment so beautiful it stops your heart.

Comments

[kristen]

Lovely.

[Niksmom]

Yes, indeed. And here's to many more such moments.

[Hetha]

I love the way you put it, the path isn't clear or free of obstacles, but the beauty that opens up along the way is stunning. Happy Thanksgiving to you all!