Things Faelan says at 21 months:
"Border," as in, we're going to the border.
"Vancouver, in town," which is what he maintained was written on a business card with a road map of a place in Surrey printed on it.
"Going concourse!" He announced this as we went down an escalator into a Skytrain station.
"Amity," and "Joel," as in "Should Daddy read it?" "No, Amity read it."
"Leaving two minutes!" This he said at home, after I had spent half an hour counting down to the time we were to leave the playground. When Joel asked where we were going, he said, "playground!"
"Pay Cod! Pay Cod," is what he says if I forget to sing the doxology before breakfast. ("Praise God from whom all blessings flow...")
"Downward Dog," which he announced it when he did one on the dining room table.
"Fantastic," about a book that he was pretending to read.
"I don't like it." This he says about Joel's toothpaste and tomatoes.
"I need it." This he says about anything at all which he would like to touch.
"Pick it up!" Meaning, "pick me up."
In his sleep the other night, he suddenly wailed "Mommy! Eat it blueberries! Eat it booo baaaeey!" Which means, "I want to eat blueberries."
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