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It’s no secret that my boy has become a basketball nut. Here is further proof that it’s pretty much what he has on his mind all day long.

He comes to me with a pack of “Choco-Knots” to be opened.

Mikel: Mom – can you open please?
Lala: OK but can you put that water bottle back in the ref?
Mikel: The referee??

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So we were in HK last week for some R and R and brought along the two older kids. It was Mikel’s second time there though in many ways it was his first – his first with a more mature consciousness. Last time, he was two and a half so it didn’t count too much.

If you recall, he failed my “travel test” two years ago with his getting frightened by ordinary street noises and tantrums. Thankfully, this time at age four, he passed with flying colors. We can take him just about anywhere! He hardly complained. If he was tired he would give a whiney little, “Can we go back to the holltell??” – and that was it. Amazing! What a difference two years can make.

The cutest thing in Disneyland was when he started to get scared as we boarded the boat for It’s A Small World. He was clinging to me like a little country mouse.
Mikel: Mom… Can you pottect me?
Lala: Protect you? From what? We’re in It’s A Small World!
Mikel: From the cocodile…!

Where did all the “R”s go?

Then this super sweet conversation a few nights later. We had come from dinner and were all tired except my super shopper husband who wanted to roam around Tsim Sha Tsui till the stores closed. So I said I was going to take the kids up to the “holltell” so we could all rest. But of course, Mikel didn’t want to part ways from his dad so Luigi told him, “You need to take a bath and rest. You also need to protect Mommy, OK?”. And somehow after that we were on our way back to our hotel but I soon realized Mikel was still a bit upset and confused.

Mikel: Why Pappy wants to go shopping still?
Lala: Never mind. Let him be OK. Besides, if you stay with him, you’ll just get tired.
Mikel: But… But… Who I pottect you from??

Awww…!

As you know, some time ago Mikel gave himself the moniker “Mr. Booger”.
And he has been living up to the name with very little effort.
Earlier tonight, I caught him digging for gold while watching something on the iPad. (I deliberately put that out there so thieves might think twice before getting their hands on ours ;P)

Lala: Were you picking your nose??
Mikel: …No…
Lala: Yes you were…
Mikel: I’m just scratching because there’s a mosquito bite…
Lala: Whatever, Mr. Booger.

This was us at the gas station the other day.

Mikel: Why we put gas?
Lala: We need to put gas because if we don’t, the car won’t run.
Mikel: Where… Where the legs of the car??

You may have heard these before but anyway…

Someone around here is getting wise. The fact that his sister got an iPod Touch for Christmas was not lost on him and in his own quiet way, he is determined to NOT be left behind. So recently, we were in the playroom and he drags a (pink!) stool to the middle of the room.

Mikel: Watts, Mom… Watts…
Lala: Oh… What are you going to do?
Mikel: (climbs on top of stool and stands proudly) See?
Lala: Oh my goodness! Look at you. You’re so tall! You’re so big!
Mikel: I so beeg orready, I can get a iPhone!

The other day, we were waiting for the DVD of Real Steal to cue so he was all giddy and excited and apparently in the mood to sing his own praises.

Mikel: You know Nana and Lolo? Theys like me. They say, Mikel you’re so cute and I say, Oh I’m so cute! Like dat… Theys like me…

And last but not least, yesterday he bounds into my room with his hand painted card and greets me a
“HAPPY BALANCE TIMES DAY!!!”

Hey Kiki,

This one is sure to make you laugh as soon as you get back to your new digs in The City.

According to Yaya, Mikel was talking to his privates while she was giving him a bath.

Mikel: You Birdie ha! Why you so small? I want big!

Lord, help us.

Looks like the unico ijo is only just beginning to show his true naughtiness. This week alone, he dipped his hand in the toilet bowl before his sister had a chance to flush and decided to feel for himself what she left in there (“Whadees?”)

Yesterday, after not quite making it to the toilet in time to pee, he laughed and laughed. I then instructed (substitute) Yaya Perla to wash him down in the shower. A few minutes later I hear him screaming/crying so I go to their room to investigate and Perla is standing sheepishly by the sink and not the shower. Upon inquiring why the heck she was there and not in the shower she said, “Eh ayaw niyang umalis. Sabi ko tapos na pero paglumapit ako…” (He doesn’t want to get out. I told him he was done but when I go near him…) And just then I see the sprays of water from the telephone shower aimed quite accurately at Perla and there emerges Dennis The Menace him in all his glory, trying to keep the Yaya at bay.

Today, during his nap with LittleTwinNana, she actually fell asleep ahead of him. Last she remembers he was in bed, talking to himself laughing a little. She nodded off woke up a few minutes later with him still lying there awake so she didn’t let on that she was watching him. He was picking his nose, examined it and popped it in his mouth!!!

I’ve also realized my son knows his limits when it comes to his speech development. I’ve come to use his passion for cars to increase his vocab. And it works… sort of. This was us on the road recently.

Mikel: (points to a car like mine) Datt Mommy car!
Lala: Yes! Can you say Ford?
Mikel: Ford… (points to car like his dad’s) Datt Pappy car!
Lala: Yes! Can you say Honda?
Mikel: Honda… (points to car like his grandmother’s) Datt Mama Dada car!
Lala: Yes! Can you say Mitsubushi?
Mikel: … NO!

And lastly, this happened just yesterday. He was expressing his love for F1 racing as we went downstairs to the playroom.

Mikel: F1! F1! F1!
Rocio: Yes, we know… you like F1.
Mikel: I habba shurrt!
Rocio: No you don’t.
Mikel: I show you… (goes to his drawer and pulls out his fave basketball jersey)

Lala: Mik, that shirt doesn’t say F1. It says Cebuana.
Mikel: Eet F1!
Lala: It’s says Cebuana.
Mikel: Eet Effuana!

Hahahahahaha!


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