TINY TALK TUESDAY is once again upon us. Go see Mary at Not Before 7 to see more of this fun event.
I've thought long and hard about this for this week, and I have no idea how best to explain this situation.
See, Gator-boy talks to us a lot. But not in any language we can understand. He will walk up to you and in all seriousness look you straight in the eye and talk. Then will say "OK?" and walk off. We've decided to sign him up for ESL classes, but they don't give them in Gatorese. It comes to mind tonight because 2 different times today people who aren't usually around him actually thought he was telling them something and expected me to translate. Sorry, I don't speak Gatorese. Do you??
This kid marches to the beat of a different drummer....anyone recognize his drumstick/baton and hat/drum???
And, just to be fair I'll put in a video of Sugars "talking" to the phone....
You should be careful about saying "okay" to Gatorboy. How can you be sure what you're agreeing to? LOL!
And I do believe that's a Lincoln log and roof that he's using as a baton and a hat.
I want to squeeze the stuffin' out of Miss Sugars and smooch her little cheeks until they're chapped. ;o)
I think I recognized that language! My grandson had one very similar. With him, eventually a recognizable word would emerge at the end of the sentence. Example: WoodgygoodgywattagoogymunchaliggyBurger Adonnels. This meant, I would like to go into town and get a hamburger at MacDonald's. Gradually, from back to front, the sentences took shape. He is a perfectly normal 9-year-old today with an exceptional vocabulary. go figure.
Your kids are adorable! Sugars looks like she's always so happy and full of fun.
thanks for vlogging. they're great videos. and your kids are adorable.
i don't know what to say to gator boy's language. it's funny to watch but not knowing what he's saying or why he's talking that way would be frustrating for me. i guess you're used to it though - right?
Haa, ha, haa! That first video is the greatest! Did you hear about the baby that was born (a long time ago) who spoke a weird language and his parents just brushed it off. But when he started school, it didn't get any better, so they took him to a speach therapist-only to find out he was speaking Russian?! The family had never been to Russia and were 100% American mutts.
I'm sure this is an urban legend, but still, kinda neat.
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