When she wakes up, “hep me! hep me!” Because she still can’t climb out of bed. Also, whenever she needs help with anything. Sometimes when she falls and needs help getting up.
Isa and Mamau. Her partners in crime.
“I here!” When she forgets that she was supposed to be hiding during a game of hide and seek. Lisa and Kamau know that calling her name is the easiest way to find her.
“Here.” When she wants to sit on the couch and is pointing to the area she wants to sit on. Or when she hurts herself and is pointing out where it hurts.
“I dowant.” If she doesn’t want it, she doesn’t want it. That goes for me begging her to give me a kiss or asking her to finish a snack.
“Ankyu!” She will thank you when you give her a glass of water. She will thank you when you change her diaper. She will thank you when you help her up a step. It’s the sweetest thing.
“Soii.” She will apologize even when she is owed the apology.
“Hi daddy.” When she sees her father. Any time of the day. Even if she had seen him just three minutes before. It’s always, “hi daddy” when she sees him.
Chew mum. Chewing gum. Every piece of paper she finds in the house could have been a chewing gum wrapper. The phrase often comes with an accusatory stare. Who had chew mum and didn’t share with me?
Come. When she wants to go somewhere and you MUST take her.
Go. When she’s done with you. She has a bad habit of clicking. So you’ll know she’s REALLY done with you when she clicks after the “go!”
“I comin!” When you call out her name and she answers, “yesh!” and then runs your way as she declares, “I comin!”
Prips. Crisps. Pips. Chips. You need to know the difference so you know what she’s hollering for, when she’s hollering for it.
“Hand!” She wants you to take her hand as she walks.
“Wok! Wok!” When you’re carrying her and she wants to be put down to walk.
“Carr me!” With an accent. Possibly European. When she remembers that she can still cash in her getting carried around priviledge.
“Bite!” When she wants a bite of your food. Which sometimes ends in her eating half the food on your plate.
Biper. When we’re changing her diaper. Sometimes when she’s done a poop and wants her diaper changed. Also, “toilet” whose purpose she now fully understand. She will prep her little potty which I have placed next to the commode in our bathroom. We are definitely ready for potty training. (Which I am DREADING!)
Baby. Every person her size or smaller is a baby, but not her. She is Kui or Ku-Kui and will tell you as much if you ask her what her name is.
“They fit!” She shouts this whenever she puts on a pair of shoes. Hers or Kamau’s. Or mine. Whether they fit or not.
“There!” When she does something she feels is worthy of praise. Sometimes followed by, “I did it!” and that expectant look where she waits for you to applaud what she has done.
“Gunait.” Usually how we end our day. And if I hover too long at the door, “go!”