Kieranjiv

He said if Uma gets one, he gets one too.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Mommy love

 
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Christmas part 2

 

 

 

 


This is exhausting.
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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Someone got into the dog food again

 

 

 
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One more present...

 
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Enjoying the loot

 

 

 

 
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Two great tastes that go great together: blocks and trucks

 
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Dressed in his Christmas best

Er, vest. You should have heard the screaming when we made him take off the boots.

 

 

 
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Oh yeah gimme summa dat rice rice baby

 

 
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Grandma's assistant

 
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Out in the cold

 

 
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Monday, December 28, 2009

Garbage pick-up day

 

 

 
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The YouTube generation

 
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Sunday, December 27, 2009

Hi'! Hi'!

 
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Methy ke'p!

 

 

 
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Saturday, December 26, 2009

Waiting for Dadot

 

 
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I hope he shows this much enthusiasm for mowing the new lawn

 

 
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Kieran at the monkey bars

 
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Steep climb

 

 

 

 
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One then two

 

 
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Big boy swing

 





I'M GONNA EAT YOUR FACE

 





What? I never said that....

 
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Friday, December 25, 2009

First taste of ice cream

 

 


I suspect not the last. He calls it "KEEM!" (yes, always in caps with the exclamation point)
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Lazy loller

 
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A comfy pillow

 
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Thursday, December 24, 2009

Guest pusher

 

 

 

 
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Watch out Ahnold

 

 

 
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Mysterious stranger

 

 


OH, that's who it is.
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Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Kieran sneaks off

When the house is eerily quiet, and I don't know exactly where Kieran is, I can usually find him hidden away in the corner like this:

 

 

 



Time for another one:

 
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Translation requested

With great enthusiasm today and no seemingly relevant context Kieran proclaimed "panko" and "baboo." I have no idea what either of these things means, so if you do, please tell me.

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The foundation wasn't dirty enough

 

 

 

 
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Here comes the construction inspector

 

 

 
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Monday, December 21, 2009

A long walk

I took Kieran on a long walk around the neighborhood. I later measured it at 1.3 miles. I would have given up sooner, but he just wanted to keep on going.

 

 


My hand? Why should I look at my hand?



 


Oh, the moon! Yeah, there it is.



 


Over the bridge.
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Child labor

 

 

 
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Sunday, December 20, 2009

Naked lunch

 

 
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Saturday, December 19, 2009

21 1/2 month update

Kieran can identify helicopters. He calls them "cop."

There's this song on a children's music CD we have where a girl sing-spells "happy." Uma thought the girl was singing "H-A-pinky-Y." Now that's Kieran's favorite song.

He also really likes the alphabet song. When he wants to hear it, like on their toy music player, he calls out, "A-B! A-B!" When the song is playing, he semi-sings along the "A B," gets lazy for 22 letters, and then catches up for "Y Z" at the end.

We have a book that mentions that the sound cars make is "beep beep." Now whenever Kieran hears a beep, he says "beep" until you acknowledge that there was a beep. Then he says in a very knowing way, "car." Never mind that it was the toaster oven.

He's learned a lot of colors. He knows at least green, yellow, blue, red, pink, purple, white, black, and clear. Sometimes he seems to know orange. His favorite is pink. That's the big sister influence right there.

One time not long ago, I was scolding Molly for coming in the kitchen. She whimpered and yipped, and Kieran got very upset. After he calmed down, he went over and gave Molly a hug. He's big into hugging when he perceives someone is sad. He'll hug Uma after timeouts.

We've been trying to teach him to be gentle with the dogs. He's been tickling them a bit, and they tickle him back by licking. He also knows to pat them nicely, though he doesn't always do it (nicely, that is). When he does, it's very important for him to call our attention to it. "Pat. Pat."

He loves hiding. He's not very good at it, but he loves to do it. Under tables, behind curtains, inside laundry hampers. Whenever he's doing it, he lets you know by saying "Hi. Hi." It's a good time.

Kieran's always enjoyed loud noises like the garbage disposal or the food processor (though not the vacuum). Whenever it happens, he likes to say "noy."

Somehow Kieran looooooves milk. He's the only one in the family. I think the novelty might be wearing off a little bit, but he's still really enthusiastic.

Kieran can say "Mama" and "Mommy," "Daddy" (usually without the middle 'd' sound if you can imagine), and also "Uma" (as "Ummmmma"). For himself he says "Thee."

Uma's been a real stickler about trying to teach him manners. She's like Captain von Trapp, but she has a harmonica instead of a whistle. We (the adults) had taught Kieran how to say "please," which comes out as a very cute "pee." Now Uma has taught him "thank you" and "you're welcome." He's pretty good about saying "thank you" at the right times.

Even though he knows he doesn't get a treat at breakfast or before he's eaten his main lunch or dinner, hope springs eternal. He'll get this look on his face, look at you earnestly, and very gently say, "cook eeee." The way he says it I'm often tempted. So gently insistent, with such pure hope. How can I say no to that?
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Kieran doesn't say the S or Z sounds. Instead he says T. So Zoë is Toë, we live in a "houte," and he always wants a "tate" of what's cooking. Sometimes he gets "tuck," he washes his hands with "toap," and he looks at airplanes in the "ty." Before bed he gets to "nurt," and he loves the "tampoo" (samples) at "CaaCo" (Costco).

Aside from Toë, he likes to point out on his toothbrush "Emmo" and "Roro" (Grover).

"Up" and "down" are quite pleasing to him. The game is that he says "up," which you repeat. Then he says "down," which you repeat. Then you repeat the whole thing.

OH. I ALMOST FORGOT. I think Kieran made a joke. We were washing his hands, and he said "co' co' co'" as he usually does when things are cold. I said, "yes, it's cold." Then he looked at me in the mirror with a sly grin on his face and said, "hot." I said, "it's not hot, it's cold." He gave me the same grin, and repeated "hot." The absurdist toddler. Watch out Steven Wright.

Kieran can count to two, although I'm not sure if that, um, counts.

He sort of sings along to some songs from music class. Mainly the dramatic parts, like "Bum bum."

He picked up the notion from Uma that there was a bear in his mouth that needed to be brushed out. It's been embellished a bit. "Bear. Car. Wheels. Two." I gave up on telling him that sounded a lot more like a motorcycle.

A thing he likes (Uma too) is when you drive cars over his body. He used to like it when I scratched behind his ears; he'd get very still with a dazed look on his face. Not so much anymore.

Kieran's still a little kid, so he falls down a lot. Often when he falls down he thinks it's hilarious, so he does it again. And again. And again. "Dramatization: based on true events."

Kieran refers to trains as "chicka," which is how he says "chugga choo choo." Pushing laundry baskets around is also "chicka" because he makes a train with Mommy.

"Guh" means "music."

Whenever Kieran runs out of a food he really likes, he demands more. I tell him he ate it all, that it's all gone. He then points into his mouth and says, "all gone. In moup."

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Cake ball? Cake ball? Cake ball!

 

 

 

 
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Friday, December 18, 2009

His favorite leg

 

 

 


He looks innocent, but he can pounce at any minute.
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Thursday, December 17, 2009

Stair spotting

 

 
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Shopping fun

 

 

 
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The eye had it

 


It appeared in the night. I don't know how.
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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Seasonal head gear

 

 

 


I guess he's happier without.
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Monday, December 14, 2009

Ornamentalizing

 

 
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Plastic trumps Santa

 

 
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You're gonna be in trouble when Mommy finds out what you made me do

 
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Sunday, December 13, 2009

Double bibbing it

 

 


He can get quite messy.
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Saturday, December 12, 2009

Adventurous calendaring

 
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Friday, December 11, 2009

A happy visit to the sample store

 

 
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Thursday, December 10, 2009

Zonked out

 

 
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Uma and Kieran go riding



3.20

October 30, 2009

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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Like bird-watching, but not

 

 

 
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Monday, December 7, 2009

Buckling in for safety

 
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Student driver

 

 
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Dinoboy at rest

 
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Sunday, December 6, 2009

Mmmm.... torte!

 

 

 


He learned that word fast.
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Saturday, December 5, 2009

He's got his big sister's sense of style

 
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Aaaah! Falling!

 


Forgot this one yesterday.
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Friday, December 4, 2009

Hanging out

 
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Runway

 
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Unsteady

 
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Thursday, December 3, 2009

So where's my room?

 

 

 

 
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Dirt! Dirt!

 

 
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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

"Hi! Hi!"

 


Hiding.
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About to execute a flying elbow drop

 
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Go go!

 

 

 
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Happy hider

 
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Four eyes

 
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The cat says meow

 


Well, not that one. That one is just pretend.
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