Parking Cheat!

Wednesday, 21 March 2012

Children take in everything that goes on around them, observe, listen and learn even when we don't think that they are aware.

I remember talking to the bub in the tummy back then. When my gynae told me to start speaking to the foetus as soon as we knew for sure that he's there, I thought I would feel awkward 'talking to myself'. Surprisingly when the hubs and I started talking to the bub, it was almost as though he's physically already with us.

"Baby... don't make Mummy's nose swell, ok? Your vain Mummy is complaining so much to Daddy, and asking Daddy to tell you!" (The ground rules were set early, and the disciplinarian role was pushed to DaddyMoo, of course.)

I don't know if it was a stroke of luck or otherwise, but BabyMoo listened to Daddy.

From then on, it's always: "Good Morning Darling!" when I feel him stir in the mornings, and talking to him throughout the day was like having a tete-a-tete with a friend. This was the part I missed most about pregnancy - the feeling that I was never alone, even when I physically was. 

We've always spoken to BabyMoo the way we would to an adult. I am not a strong advocate of 'baby talk' and I find it rather silly to 'cootchie...cootchie coo..." a baby when their brains are conditioned to be able to absorb and process words, sounds and actions even from the womb. Furthermore, in the everyday development of the baby, he learns by listening and observing things around him, and as such, speaking in a language form that is contorted to supposedly make a baby understand things better (or perhaps meeting them at their own personal level) does not make sense to me.

I'm glad that everyone in the family is supportive of this, without me having to dish out any advice. 

BabyMoo has always been a very visual and tactile baby. He loves to observe birds flying, puppies cavorting, and fish swimming, always attempting to reach out to these. He is intrigued by how things work, and many times since he was able sit down on his own and choose his toys (at 6 months), I have caught him silently observing, and suddenly attempting to imitate an action. He wasn't attracted by toys on its own, he would turn the toy over and try to pry the battery cover open, or start poking the screws if they are present. He didn't like 'simple toys', and would much rather have a battered old plastic can which has a lid that he can attempt to open and close, rather than a spanking brand new object which has nothing that he can tinker with.

He doesn't like furry (and dirty!) stuff. No tissues, cloths, socks or stuffed toys. I admit I always push his buttons and irritate him numerous times by placing a sock or a wash cloth on his lap, which he would gingerly pick up using only his thumb and forefinger, and proceed to fling (over his shoulder, no less!) with gusto. Even now, at 14 months, he is extremely fussy about the material of his clothes, and obsessed with cleanliness and order. He would point at a stray rice/ crumb which dropped as I was feeding him, and would not eat another bite until I remove it. He would not touch the item at all - but demands that it be removed immediately. Slightly damp tee shirts courtesy of a dribble or water from his cup - need to be changed (otherwise he would keep tugging at it). He looks for his comb the moment he's out of the shower, and will try to comb his own hair. I have a fusspot in the making... and DaddyMoo isn't all too surprised, preferring to keep his comments to himself apart from: "Mummy's boy, through and through!"

Another thing that BabyMoo surprised us with is his memory. He gets distracted fast, but at the same time, he will remember where each toy is, and woe betide anyone who tries to take any toy away even when he seems to not be looking. When we teach him to do something once, he will remember how it's done, even though weeks or months have lapsed. He constantly amazes me with the ability to absorb things and small details which we would otherwise take no notice of.

Lately, he's been imitating us. Actually, more Daddy than any of us. Maybe because Daddy plays with him, acts all silly, and gives him horsey rides. BabyMoo looks for Daddy when he wants to watch videos on Youtube (just because maybe its more fun watching it on a Mac screen than on Mummy's battered lappy), but he's happiest when he watches football with Daddy. All's good - apart from the fact that Daddy is a noisy football fan. Sometimes I don't know if he realises that the referee / coach / players can't hear his directions from a million miles away. BabyMoo gets excited when Daddy's excited. He points at the TV when Daddy points. He shrieks when Daddy curses yells. Mummy just walks out of the room.

A week ago, I was having a conversation with my colleague who has a 2 year old. We spoke about parenting, children and the stuff that parents talk about when they get together. He told me that his son also loves to imitate him, and when it comes to TV or playtime, Daddy is always first choice. So they were watching a Premier League game on TV over the weekend, when he suddenly saw his son point to the TV, and shout: "Parking Cheat!" 

He did a double take, and asked: "S, what did you say?"
"Daadee... (points to TV) Parking Cheat! Parking Cheat!"*

Ok - I'm no prude, being guilty many times of swearing like a fishwife, but as long as it is still too hard to make BabyMoo understand and be aware of the concept and usage of good and bad words, we'd better watch what we say. I went home and told the husband, that from now on, either he watches football quietly - or enjoy the game at the kopi tiam down the road.



*curse words which rhyme with parking and cheat - please don't make me type it out here! :D

4 comments :

  1. That's hilarious! At first I thought the post had something to do with your new car. Speaking of good memory, children's memory is just insanely good! When K was about two or three, she took one of our tiny memory cards for camera and slotted it through a tiny hole in a very dust-filled vacuum cleaner, behind our back of course. Few days later, when we couldn't find the card but she promptly showed us where it was. Maybe it's guilt, I don't know. Haha...

    It makes me squirm to hear children swearing, especially my own, but gotta find some other words for them to express themselves, no? =P

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  2. Hi Cindy! :D

    I think their 'sponge' is fresh and new, so it absorbs better! Ours is full of holes, and gets worse with age. Plus pregnancy did wonders to my memory cells!

    Knowing K as she is - I doubt it's guilt. I think it could very well be: "I did that and you didn't even realise it!" So to prove her point, she showed you where. Haha... it wasn't so much hiding it, but that she managed to hide it!

    I want Caden to know about swear words so that he won't be clueless if people swear at him, but I would like him to be made aware when he's old enough to know when to use it and when not to!

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  3. I'm like you. The part I miss most about pregnancy is "carrying" my baby around! It's like you are never alone and you can just talk to him whenever you feel like it.

    I also posted something of a similar topic a few months back. Really you don't know when your child is picking up all the things you are doing. I'm glad that I don't have soccer channel at home and my hubby only watches them with his friends at some pub. :)

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    1. Hi there!

      Thanks for stopping by :)

      We also don't have a soccer channel at home - but the 'ingenious' husband has connected the computer to the TV for live streams! *facepalm*

      He's practically stopped going to pubs with the boys since the baby was had; giving me the excuse that he would rather spend free time with the son. Yes - I suppose that involves watching footie with the boy as well! :D

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