Laugh: Out of the mouth of a two-year-old

Gus’s language development has always been a big focus for me and it’s been great fun since he started talking.

What I didn’t realise is that it would mean that I now get tuned on a daily basis by a two-year-old!!!!

Here are a few examples from the past few weeks:

Scene: Bathtime, getting ready for bed and Mom and Dad hold their breath to find out who is the lucky winner of tonight’s bedtime story reading jackpot…

Gus: Daddy stories Gussy!!!!

Mom: Please can Mommy read stories?

Gus: No daddy read stories. Daddy best!

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Scene: Gus runs into kitchen and says to Mom…

Gus: Gussy pressed button on laptop!

Mom *heart sinks with visions of another huge macbook repair bill*: Whose laptop?

Gus: Gussy’s laptop!

Mom: Where’s Gussy’s laptop?

Gus: Nursery!

Mom: So that’s where all the nursery fees are going!

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Scene: In car en route to nursery, Mom and Dad are singing ‘hot potato’ (whatever, don’t judge…) 

Gus: MOMMY DADDY STOP SINGING!!

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Scene: Mom, annoyed and preoccupied trying to do a menial household task with Gus in background

Mom *swears under breath*: Oh for BEEEEP sake!

Gus *looks at mom and murmurs, repeating what he thinks he heard, which ALSO happens to be one of his favourite bedtime stories*: Foxes socks…

Mom *ROFL*: Your dad must never know this happened Gus!

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Scene: 12 January 02:25 am Dad has been summoned to Gus’s bedroom. Reason: Gus is absolutely fine, has had a drink, is not teething, does not have a fever but is trapped in a BAD SLEEP HABIT OF WAKING UP AT 2AM FOR THE PAST 6 WEEKS and is keen to have looooooong chats, desperately looking for conversation topics in the dark…

Gus: Daddy, Gussy got dirty nappy.

Dad: Another one? Really? 

Gus: No daddy, Gussy got clean nappy.

Dad: *checks to make sure* Go to bed. Eyes closed. Shhhhhh…

Gus [to favourite toy]: Eyes closed doggy, night night doggy.

****silence****

Dad: *retreats to door*

Gus: Daddy, Gussy got a runny nose.

Dad: *wipes nose in the dark*

Gus: Thank you daddy. Gussy got a clean nose.

Dad: Shhhhhh eyes closed

Gus [to favourite toy]: Eyes closed doggy, night night doggy.

****silence****

Dad: *retreats to door*

Gus: Oh no, where’s daddy’s phone? Daddy, where’s daddy’s phone?

Dad: Shhhhhh eyes closed

Gus: SHOW IT daddy, SHOW IT! Show daddy’s phone. Daddy’s phone gone?

Dad: Shhhhh time for bed

Gus [to favourite toy]: Eyes closed doggy, night night doggy.

****silence****

Dad: *retreats to door*

Gus: Daddy, where’s cow gone? Oh no!

Dad: Shhhhh time for bed

Dad: *retreats to door, leaves*

****silence****

Gus [to favourite toy]: Eyes closed doggy, night night doggy. Night night daddy.

******beautiful silence******