The Mimick Does Improv too!
February 22, 2006
Thomas has been calling Daren “DaaaDoe” for some time now. We think it’s cute that when he hears the key turn in the lock, he runs to the door, singing “DaaaaaaDoooeee! DaaaaaaDoooeee! DaaaaaaDoooeee!” Daren, of course, beams like a freaking lighthouse as he scoops him up into his arms.
Thomas has been mimicking and repeating everything. The other night we made him perform for us while we ate dinner. He was more interested in dipping chicken, potatoes and tomoates in salad dressing. If the salad dressing is on the table, he will reach and whine and cry for it until you douse his entire dinner in in like it’s fondue. We have had to restrict his intake of salad dressing before he decided Catalina was his home and packed his bags to seek his roots.
In our efforts to get him to talk, we tried to get him to say his big brudder’s name.
Me: “Thomas, say Dylan.”
Thomas: “Dyl-ssssh.”
Me: “No, say Dylan”
Thomas: “Dyl-sssshhhh.”
Dylan: “Dyl-lan.”
Thomas: “Dyl. Dyl. Dyl.”
Me to Daren: “Okay, I guess it’ll be Dyl Dyl for a while.”
Thomas: “DyllllDOE.”
Daren: “Nice work Mommy.”
