Ping Pong Has Changed...Just A Little Bit.

I need to dig up some pictures and fun posts from the last year to bring you guys up to speed, but in the meantime, here is a sample of a conversation we had this morning:

Ping Pong: "Mommy, climb inside this airplane."

Mom: "This toy airplane? Do you really think I can fit in here?"

Ping Pong: "No. You're too big. I'll climb in instead."

Mom: "Will you fit?"

Ping Pong: "Yes. And I'll fly around and around the room. I'll fly that way and crash into Carson...then I'll fly that way through the window...then I fly that way and fly down inside the sofa..."

Mom: "Really? You're going to do all that?"

Ping Pong: "Ooooh yes. I really am."

Mwah!

Mom's been trying to catch me saying Poki's name all day, but all she could get on film was this utter adorableness:

All Done! (Again).

You've seen him sign it, now hear him say it!



And aren't you lucky that you were also witness to the growth of Barson (Poki's imaginary friend) from little boy to grown-up policeman? In fact, Poki told me later that Barson is my age now AND he has two little boys named Harson and Haleigh. Hmmm...interesting.

Goodbye, Cute Word... You Will Be Missed.

I've stopped saying what has been my mom's favorite "Poki version" of a word. It's a sad, sad day in our house. Let's please all have a moment of silence for "Row-Ray." You've now been replaced with the "correct" version, "Leroy."

Sigh...

24 Hour Zooms

Okay, be warned...this might be a boring post for most of you. But there is a point to all these long videos--I want to show you guys how much I am talking and what a crazy nut I am! It's getting really close to my second birthday and I can promise you, I get crazier with age.

Here is a video of my from dinner last night. It's just a little sampling of our typical dinnertime conversation.



This is a video from after dinner when I didn't want to slow down long enough to take a bath. Even Daddy got in on the action!



This one is truly crazy...and may be really boring for anyone other than my parents. See, they finally got me in bed about 8:30, but they could hear me talking and singing to myself (or my stuffed animals, who knows?) in my crib for a really long time. This video was taken at 9:30 at night. Mom carefully placed the camera on the floor by my bedroom door and let it film for 5 minutes. As you will be able to hear, I didn't stop for all 5 minutes. (And don't adjust your set--you're not supposed to be able to see anything...oh! And turn your volume up a bit.)



And finally, this morning. My mom mentioned to my dad that she wants to someday go to Legoland. I have no idea what that place is, but as you can see, I want to go too.

Chatterbox

One of the things I've been doing alot of in the last month is talking to myself and to my toys. It cracks my mom up. Here is a video that my mom took of me playing in the bath tub. You'll see that I rarely stop talking! What's more impressive is that my mom actually understands most of what I am saying. See if you can too! (My mom has typed out a transcript in case you have some difficulty. See below...)



Transcript:

Poki: Excuse me, bear. Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me. Ouch. Bonk. Dance! (???) dance! (???) dance! (???) dance! (???) dance! (???) dance! (???) Dance! Dance, giraffe! (hums, then begins singing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star).
Oh giraffe?
Oh please, oh please, engine. Oh please. Oh please. Oh please. Oh please. Oh please, engine. Oh please. Oh please, dinosaur. Oh please. Oh, dinosaur… help us dinosaur…giraffe (???) here we go.
Other one…please. Other one (looks for other giraffe)… hmmm…
Tail. A Tail. Tail. Tail. Tail. Tail, Mom. Tail. Mommy, tail, Mom.
Mom: Who’s that, Carson?
Poki: Noah
Mom: That’s Noah? What’s he doing?
Poki: Head. Head--moooon head.
Mom: Does his hair look like a moon? I think that’s his hair. Do you think it looks like a moon—can I see?
Poki: Snowman
Mom: It does look like a moon!
Poki: Snowman. Snowman. Snowman.
Mom: That looks like a snowman?
Poki: Yeah…Noah’s Noah’s Noah’s Noah’s hair Noah’s hair
Mom:
Noah’s hair?
Carson do you want to sing a song?
Do you want to sing a song for Mommy?
Poki: (Sings Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star) —Zebra! See, see a zebra—zebra zebra…