Baby Dyslexia.

In recent weeks, we've noticed that Alex has been saying some new and strange words like 'beebuh,' 'peepuh' and 'deebuh.' He uses them in the all the same situations and in a context that seems to work in his little mind, so I knew they had to mean something.

One day, I just started repeating 'deebuh' to him. I said it faster and faster as I was tickling him into submission.

"Deebuh, deeeeebuh, deebuhdeebuhdebuhde...buhdee... buhdeeee...buh-dee...bud-dee...bud-dy....BUDDY!"

*palmface*

He is saying BUDDY! In essence, picking up on what Joe and I always say. When we are being silly we call him 'buddybuddybuddybuddy' - but we say it REALLY fast so it all runs together in a mishmash. Alex just doesn't comprehend the word separation and puts the last syllable first and the first syllable last. It's like his own mini version of pig latin.

'Peepuh' is Poppi. DUH. And when I show him pictures of Poppi he smiles and says 'peepuh!'

'Beebuh' is baby. DUH. Since he's the littlest munchkin at daycare, the kids call him 'baby,' so he hears it all day.

Mystery solved. Case closed. I feel like I should be wearing a yellow trenchcoat. Would that be considered fashionable for fall?

Como Say Whaaa?

Yesterday, I heard the following words/phrases uttered from some of the most brilliant minds in the industry:

• Reduplicate.
• Over redundant.

For real. And no, I don't work in the Department of Redundancy Department. But I do think it's fun to reduplicate some over redundancies on le blog. It makes me feel smart, if nothing else.

In unrelated news, today is the day Kelli and David COULD find out le sex of my niephew. But they are electing not to, which is absolutely going to be the death of me. I do not understand how anyone could possibly NOT find out. I'm a planner. A know-er. A do-er. A re-duplicater.

Oh, and their baby shower? I'm attempting to top the greatest wedding shower/bachelorette party of all time, but I'm not sure if it will be possible. Mostly because I can't obsess over all things blue or pink for an over-the-top theme. This gender neutral stuff is really for the birds. A hint, perhaps?