I’m walkin’, Yes Indeed, I’m Talkin’

I’ll bet you all had no idea I knew who Fats Domino is, much less that I would know the words to his hit song “I’m Walkin”.   Well, you’d be right then.   I’m thinking someone a bit older than me clued me in on that piece of information.   However, that doesn’t make that opening line any less appropriate for today’s blog entry.

I am now going up and down our stairs on my own;  with absolutely no help from anyone.  Would you expect any less?… (smile)…

(I’ll leave a short pause here for your gasps of amazement and spontaneous cheers)

Managing Grandma’s stairs is no easy task for the weak of heart.   There are two turns that need to be negotiated that many an adult have messed up on and taken a bit of a tumble.

But I’m doing it.  It takes me a minute or two, and I do use the handrail (at least most of time), but I am definitely doing it all on my own.

Check out these photos Grandpa took.

That’s a fish tank on my left, one of my many mandatory stops as I make my way up the stairs.   And that’s my future drum set on the right, a regular stopping point to practice a little percussion work on my way down the stairs.

I have just managed the first turn…

Now I’m approaching the second turn.  However, I need to make a short stop to “ham it up” for the camera.   I get to say cheese, not Papa… LOL

Of course, I thought I should include at least one picture of me coming down the stairs… I can even carry stuff while I’m going up and down the steps.

I also thought you might like to see what those steps look like from my perspective…. (smile)

If you think I look good on stairs, you should see me on flat floors.  On flat surfaces, I now have only one speed; and that’s full speed.   I run everywhere, and I run as fast as I can.   Occasionally, I don’t manage a turn very well or do a very good job of missing a toy and crash.  But I’m a boy, so crashing every once in a while is just a way of life..

And what about that “talkin” part?

I’m not doing too badly at all in that category either.   I’m not quite constructing full sentences yet, but I can always make anyone around me know exactly what it is that I want, don’t want, or need.  Plus, I’m inventing my own variation on the English language  just to keep everyone on their toes.   For example, if I want out, I say I’m stuck.   And when I see any kind of liquid, it’s always juice.  Even our pool is full of juice, any kind of lid, covering, or top (even when I cover m y eyes), it’s always a door, and any bread type substance, from donuts to bread to tortillas, is a roll.  Sometimes I’ll place the word before the action.  I yell “mess” just before I dump every Lego in the house on the floor and catch just AFTER I throw something to you (at you).    I also manage to put a few extra letters in some words just so I can make Papa work at trying to understand what it is that I am saying.   I’m also really good at making animal sounds and not saying the animal name.   It’s moo, grr, meow, tweet, and oh oh for a cow, bear/lion, cat (tiger/lion/and all other types of feline), birds, and monkeys.  But I do manage to say doggy quite well; maybe because I have a dog.  I’m good at making one word out two too.  For example, sockshoe is of course sock and shoe; I say them very fast so it does sound like on word and I always put them in sock the shoe order, just like how I put them on (well, how Mom puts them on).

Finally, one of my favorite words (after Mommy, Nanny, and Papa) has to be Moon.    I’ll yell it over and over again every time I see the moon.

Well that’s it for tonight

Thanks a lot for stopping by



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