Yesterday, the Mini and I were outside playing in the driveway, taking advantage of possibly one of the last few remaining nice days of the year. We were playing with his car, drawing with chalk, all the things he loves best. Because LG is still so little, it’s rare that he and I get this sort of quiet time for ourselves these days, and I try to take it when I can, to assuage my guilt for making him share my attention. Not that I’m trading in the fact that I have my daughter, obviously, but I do miss this time, especially because it seems as if he gets more and more fun every day. I noticed, since coming back from our trip, he’s talking a lot better. He tries to articulate himself and ask for things. Especially demands.
But as we were sitting there, and I was drawing him ghosts and pumpkins, and many other things, he would often make comments only the way that the Mini could, and that is, he talks in the third person, constantly. I saw a flash of him 30 years from now, and it reminded me of The Jimmy episode on Seinfeld:
Mini: Mini’s got to put arms on the ghost (draws his rendition of arms, which is two lines next to each other, this is his rendition of everything by the way, save for the occasional circle. Picasso has nothing on my artistic genius)
Me: What else does the ghost need?
Mini: Ghost needs hair. Mini is going to draw hair on the ghost.
Now, this is a far cry from the constant echoing that we had just a few short month ago. He’s truly trying to work it out in his head, and it probably didn’t help that we didn’t correct him from the get go, but he’s had such a hard time mastering effective communication, that for us, it was one small hurdle at a time. This also has its drawbacks, because now we have to undo everything he thinks is right. He understands that you say “I” instead of “Mini” but he often refers to the third person when he’s overly excited, or tired. It’s comfortable for him. And that’s OK. I understand most of what he says, and I correct him when necessary, but I couldn’t help but thinking about whether or not he’d be 35 years old and still talking in the third person.
“This is Mini’s wife. Mini thinks she’s hot.”